Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Does crazy run in the family?

Yes, of course it does.  My mother drives me completely bananas and knowing this I've some how convinced them to come for a visit and stay with me.  I think I must be losing my marbles and my mother-in-law tells me God will just love me more.  I'm not so sure about that but okay, I'll take the gold star.

There's a family party for my mom's brother, whom she doesn't really keep in contact with (she's intimidated by him but then she's intimidated by most people).  She and my step-father say yes they're coming.  I'm not convinced because I know she's liable to throw a hissy fit over something and not go.  My step-father really wants to come to the party but funds are low.  I offer the trip as a Christmas present and tell him he can tell my mother I'll be really mad if she doesn't come; especially since we always have to go visit them and they never come here.  (yeah, I can tell you exactly where I learned emotional blackmail).   He says that works for him. 

Now I'm borrowing a blowup bed with a frame from my in-laws to house crazy people for a long weekend.  It may be a very long weekend indeed. 

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