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Holiday Woes
I don't know if anything was posted about this yet, but is there something you are not looking forward to for the holidays?
My parents and sister are coming up after Christmas and staying with us for almost week. I love my family, but our house is only two bedrooms and they really start to grate on my nerves after a while. I am pretty sure next year, with the baby, we are going to have to start insisting they stay somewhere else.
Re: Holiday Woes
Actually, for the first time in several years, I think it's going to be a mostly nice, relaxing holiday, free of whoa.
My mom is working on Christmas (shift work at the hospital) which sucks, but which also means that I don't have to juggle her and DenimLorne with my dad and his gf. So my side is looking to be drama free. And then on Heith's side, his drunk grandpa is going to the other cousin's place this year. I'm excited.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
No drama. Our Christmas plans are pretty awesome: Chinese food, on demand movies, naps, and perhaps a drink or two.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
Chinese food sounds amazing right now.
Ugh, Christin, that blows. I remember the first Christmas without J's grandfather. There was some other shiit piled on top that made that Christmas really tough.
My step-son has a habit of turning holidays into discussions about him. He is a good kid, but very self-centered. When you ask him how he's doing, he assumes you're interested in EVERYTHING he's up to, and he'll go on and on.
It's worse when he's in some kind of transition, which he is this year as he's just finishing up the last of the classes he needs to get his degree. It would be just like him to corner my husband at Christmas Eve to ask him what he should do now that he's done with school.
MIL is trying to cater to her sister because of some snow storm the weathermen can't decide if we are actually getting. She keeps calling and changing her Christmas dinner from Saturday to Sunday and back and it's getting annoying. I would much rather enjoy Sunday at home with just DH and not spend another freaking day driving all around but we will do whatever. I just wish she'd make a decision and stick to it already.
Dad's crazy cousin is living with my grandma and has invited her estranged husband and their kids to my mothers house for Christmas dinner. These people should have their own episode of Jerry Springer. Normally I drink to ease the pain but this year I can't.
Yay insane family!
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
My sister has been a major twatwaffle lately. So we're doing Xmas eve at my parents so she can't ruin Xmas. I already cleverly arranged my "family" birthday not to be on my actual birthday, which was good b/c she can't stand having the focus off her for 30 seconds. When my mom was hugging me goodnight (after Jo rushed us through everything) Jo called out, "God, do I have to stay here another 2 hours?" Don't get me started on Thanksgiving when Mr M was two steps away from walking us out and just getting fast food on the way home.
The horrible part is she has a major case of bitchrage because she was in the hospital a few weeks ago (during my finals week) and things are not looking good. Not imminent but she can no longer fool herself into thinking she's not doing permanent damage to her body or that there isn't a point where this won't be reversible. Not that she'll change or meet any attempts to help with something other than resentment. And of course my parents will keep enabling her and every thing I do with them will revolve around her and her bitchitude. And I'll continue to feel like an ass for resenting my dying sister, even if she's doing it to herself.
It's okay if I steal her giftcards, right?
"The meek shall inherit the earth" isn't about children. It's about deer. We're all going to get messed the fuckup by a bunch of cloned super-deer.- samfish2bcrab
Sometimes I wonder if scientists have never seen a sci-fi movie before. "Oh yes, let's create a super species of deer. NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG." I wonder if State Farm offers a Zombie Deer Attack policy. -CaliopeSpidrman
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
For S&M and lurkers who missed it --
My sister is 28 and living with my parents because anorexia has made her into a walking skeleton. Her organs are atrophying due to lack blood pressure. Ironically, this seems to be starting in her colon. I'm pretty sure when she pictured her last days she saw herself gently succumbing with the weakest of sighs, her delicate heart having failed her, not having to spend her last months dragging around her own excrement in a bag.
Since their New Age "therapist" and New Age "doctor" aren't helping, my parents bought her a puppy. Because that's just the distraction she needs. She promptly named him "Buddy" which had been my son's nickname and embarked (hee) on a campaign of swaddling him and turning him into a real baby.
I think I'm in the Anger Stage today. Whoa is me.
"The meek shall inherit the earth" isn't about children. It's about deer. We're all going to get messed the fuckup by a bunch of cloned super-deer.- samfish2bcrab
Sometimes I wonder if scientists have never seen a sci-fi movie before. "Oh yes, let's create a super species of deer. NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG." I wonder if State Farm offers a Zombie Deer Attack policy. -CaliopeSpidrman
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
I was about to come in here and rage about the AWFUL, tedious crap that my boss gave to me to do, an hour before I was supposed to be leaving today. After which she promptly said a cheerful goodbye and trotted off, leaving me as the sole person in the building. But after reading Mouse's whoas I don't feel like this is that whoa-worthy anymore.
I'm sorry Mouse, that whole situation is effed up in so many ways I don't even know where to start.
Chinese food and E's first movie. Nothing else. I mean, it was nice when my mom was here, she liked christmas and I always got good gifts, but low key is fine too. B insisting E will sit through a movie is kind of funny. It should be interesting at the very least.
The "woe" in my holiday is more that everything is closed. All E's activities, no where to go tomorrow in the day/evening. For days like that, I totally understand the term "mommy's little helper".
Mouse, that's a whoa-lotta woe. That blows.
I'm woe free and very glad to be already done with holiday travels at this point.
Mucho likes purple nails and purple cupcakes
Mouse, I am so sorry that you have to deal with your sick sister and your enabler of a mother. I think Cali phrased it perfectly. My Christmas should be pretty woe free, unles my MIL decides she needs to drop in.
Dear Jesus,
What did I ever do to You?
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So last night driving home on the freeway a large raccoon ran under my car. It might not have been all raccoon either -- I suspect one parent may have been a small bear. It crushed the front fender on the Prius. I have no idea what it might have done to the undercarriage, but we're not driving it for now. So I had to get up at 5:30 am to take Mr M to work after staying up until 2 working on presents.
Now my mom just called frantic because she needs me to drive out to her house (on the outermost of Portland's suburbs) and help her take her cat to an emergency vet appointment.
wtfffffff?
After that I'll be rushing back to Portland to pick Mr M up. Then rushing back to my mom's.
Did I mention that I haven't even started wrapping presents yet? Or finished making several?
Auuuughhhh. I have no reason for the season. Why can't I just sleep in and bake (cookies) for a week?
"The meek shall inherit the earth" isn't about children. It's about deer. We're all going to get messed the fuckup by a bunch of cloned super-deer.- samfish2bcrab
Sometimes I wonder if scientists have never seen a sci-fi movie before. "Oh yes, let's create a super species of deer. NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG." I wonder if State Farm offers a Zombie Deer Attack policy. -CaliopeSpidrman