Take a deep breath and repeat after me: "I love my family. I love my family. I love my family." Continue to repeat until you believe it.
Mother’s Day is this Sunday, except for in my family. Sunday is not good for my mom. That’s fine. Whatever. No biggie right? WRONG. First, she WANTS to do lunch on Sunday. Then she calls back and says that won’t be good for her because it’ll be too crowded unless we have a reservation. Reservation? We haven’t even picked a fucking restaurant.
Whatever. No biggie? WRONG.
Now she wants to do Mother’s Day on Saturday. So I say, OK, we’ll take you to lunch on Saturday.
Whatever. No biggie? WRONG WRONG WRONG!!!!!
Fast forward to yesterday. I talk to Sis and she tells me her grandparents-in-law are visiting this weekend so she and DH were planning on going up there Friday night. So I ask her to swing through B’ham on her way to Huntsvegas (They live in Tuscaloosa.) She starts bitching that that will put them in Huntsvegas around 11pm and how crappy that is and blah blah blah.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t blame her for being bitchy about it because 1) she’s sick and she already doesn’t feel good and 2) that a WHOLE LOT of driving to do in one day.
THEN she goes on to say how she doesn’t want to do anything for THE MOTHER because THE MOTHER has been less than stellar in her performace as THE MOTHER towards my sister (in truth she has been less than stellar in her performance towards both of us, but I tend to block these things out. Most of the time.) To make a long story short, my sister goes down the list and litany of the RECENT UNmotherly things THE MOTHER has done recently to Sis. Sis is feeling justified in not participating in Mother’s Day activities since THE MOTHER has not been MOTHERLY.
While I can COMPLETELY SYMPATHIZE with my sister, I still feel obligated (WHYWHYWHY?) to point out that my Sis should be the bigger person than THE MOTHER and show up for Mother’s Day Activities.
Then there were negotiations in play. I would be willing to negotiate getting THE MOTHER to NOT bring her tenants to Mother’s Day Activities if Sis and her DH would show up for said Mother’s Day Activities. (Which, by the way, THE MOTHER would TOTALLY DO if not told otherwise.) Blah Blah Blah……
Now I am regretting all of this. Why do I feel the need to be the peacekeeper and mediator of my family? WHY?
The sad thing is that THE MOTHER will probably never know what transpired here. AND SHE SHOULD….not that it would do any good….but still SOMEONE SHOULD TELL HER. But it won’t be me. I’m done. Finished.
F.I.N.I.T.O.
I am washing my hands and walking away. I am boycotting Mother’s Day.
If you think I’m being heartless and cruel or overreacting, let me give you a taste of what THE MOTHER does on a REGULAR BASIS: Read this and this and this and you will UNDERSTAND.
Does it give you any consolation that we are doing Mother’s Day at my parents’s house as well as all of our birthdays? There are 4 birthdays in May, including mine. Since my birthday is such a non issue with my family because of the sheer numbers, I’ll save the cards until the actual day so that I can feel special. Pathetic right? LOL
PS My mother sent my ex a birthday card for his birthday. She would never dream of asking for anything back from him and I really wish she would. Who knows what sort of fungus is growing on the stuff she’s given him in Florida? {snort!}
Don’t feel bad. You’ve been more than awesome about this whole thing. Stupid holidays created by card companies! I love my mom and all, but May just really isn’t a good time for me. I have soo much to do this weekend. (I’m only slightly self-centered). For the record I will be visiting her this weekend.