C&P from the Holidays board:
As a preface, I would like to say that my ILs were very gracious and I am extremely greatful for everything I received. This is just about bad luck.
That morning I had spent hours getting ready and I was so excited about my new outfit I bought specifically for Christmas. So, DH and I get in the car and leave. An hour into the three-hour drive to my ILs on Christmas, I realized that I left my camera at home. I was really bummed about this because I love taking pictures, but okay, I'll get over it.Then I notice I have a run in my nylons. Okay, it happens, it's not exactly the end of the world.
When we finally get to the ILs, MIL was on the phone so I waved hello and told DH I was going to "our" room to change my nylons and as I was walking through the dining room I promptly puked all over their dining room floor. 30 minutes before dinner was supposed to start. It came absolutely out of nowhere, I didn't even feel sick. Well, my new outfit is ruined and my hair is messy (to use a euphemism) so I go to take a shower. I give MIL all my jewelry because she offered to wash it for me.
I get out of the shower and DH tells me the only clothes he could find were a pair of pajama pants and one of his t-shirts (MIL is way too big and he doesn't have any sisters, so they're DH's clothes). So, I'm feeling like crap but pull myself together for the gift-opening and see that BIL's new girlfriend is here to meet the family! For the first time everrrrr. Cool, I'm the crazy in-law who can't dress herself for Christmas, how was the drive over?
We start opening presents and BIL starts teasing MIL about her cooking because he smells something burning. She gets up and says "Seriously, what IS that?" Well, that *IS* my absolute favorite Kate Spade bag burning because the handle fell over on top of a candle. It didn't catch fire, thank God, but it did get the life burned out of it. Wonderful.
Well, while I'm in the kitchen running water on my bag, I pick up my jewelry and put on my wedding ring and then drop my engagement ring down the drain. FIL managed to get it out pretty easily, actually, but it did fit well into the story of my day.
Oh, and while I was in the shower, DH mentioned to MIL that this was the third time in 2 weeks I had thrown up. Now she thinks I'm pregnant.
I was kind of hoping it would all be a dream.
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