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Anyone have any good crazy family/drama stories from the holidays?
Re: Anyone have any good crazy family/drama stories from the holidays?
I hope someone is sitting shiva for Ben's Kosher Deli.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
That sucks a lot wingading. I'm sorry.
However, you're quite the cocktease. Jerk.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
This.
But seriously, I'm sorry dude.
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
I would normally see this point, except that six year olds aren't the most reliable interpreters. "I'm sorry son, but we can't stay here and play video games. They are our guests and that means we need to do the things they want to do too" can totally be repeated as "Mom said we only get to do what YOU want!" in the same way kids insist that their parents NEVER let them do anything fun.
Sure, but knowing what I know about Winged, I doubt that she is cutting a family member out of her life because of the one comment from the kid.
Oh yeah, I was just talking in general terms. I'm sure that what was said after was what mattered.
Um. Yeah. Yikes.
oh man, winger. sorry to hear.
I'm sorry Winger. Hopefully when she works her way out of her mess, she'll pull her head out of her ass in the process.
Our Christmas itself was lovely; just us, quiet and happy.
Christmas Eve at my parents was as awful as I expected. My parents took Bug to the theatre for the afternoon, since I wasn't going to be able to prepare anything with Dimi underfoot they said it was okay if I brought my ingredients over and prepared it there (mashed potatoes and gravy, quick and easy). We got there, I said hi to my sister and she acted like I wasn't speaking. 5 minutes later she comes in and asks if dinner was ready yet, because her dish was going to be ruined if it had to "wait on selfish people." Then she announced that she was taking the dog for a long walk because she would rather "stab herself through the eye with a sword than have Xmas with you" while looking at my mother. I asked my mom what was going on "Oh, that's just your sister these days. I ignore her, she's working through her anger."
So we sit down to eat. My sister comes back and spends the meal clanging dishes around in the kitchen and swearing loudly to herself. My mom spends the meal talking about the latest "research" from "Doctor" Mercola and how woooonderful these new "compounds" her naturopath has her on make her feel. Occasionally she switches the subject to their plan to sell their house and move to Mexico City.
Then my sister (yes the anorexic one) has enrolled in pastry school to become a pastry chef, brought out the weirdest sweet potato pie I've seen and a not bad coconut cream. Then my dad comforts her from my "mean" mom and makes her apologize for some made-up hurt so we can open presents.
Buddy the Dog is still with us. The training routine they have him on involves growling at him when he misbehaves.
"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
But it's an otter sea puppet! That sounds fun (for real, I'd probably like it, though maybe not the stolen variety).
Well I think the most hurtful thing about it is that the venom only came once the money ran out...so she must have felt this way all along but didn't "need" his help then. She must've thought it would be a given that you'd just support her and when that wasn't the case, she's indignant & angry like it was owed. I didn't realize she was older- it sounded like a petulant child so I assumed young and foolish.
Someone that age isn't changing. I'm sorry but I'd bet on seeing actual pigs with wings first. Sure, I guess some people, like in fairy tales like the Grinch actually change but I don't know many IRL. Or any.
For you, I'd be extra pissed. You also have a child and one on the way. You both work, and you are in an emotionally demanding field where I dare say you probably work your ass off. The audacity that you'd just be expected to take from yours to support her is staggering. Sure, if she was short term down on her luck- fine. But she's looking for a permanent meal ticket/sugar daddy, etc. and feels entitled. Even on Melrose Place Sydney was sly and went about her mooching in a stealthy manipulative way- not just an outright F U. Well aside from sleeping with her sister's husband. But I digress.
I have no family. I'm an orphan. That means I lost all the drama. Feel bad for me not for dead mom but for loss of interesting stories. I used to be Kramer and now all I am is J Peterman needing to buy stories. BUT when I go back to work, hopefully I'll quickly have new tales to tell.
The upside to no family, the best part, is no obligations whatsoever. No argument or guilting as to how to split time, no gifting, no difficulty staying on Jenny Craig during holiday time. And going to a quiet movie theater on Christmas.