I know... but if I'm going to be ordering, I might as well do it through you guys.
Wow... why does drama always have to accompany family holidays? My dad and stepmom decided that this year they really wanted to have a big meal and invite the family. So they chose 4 pm on Thursday to make a big meal to feed 22 people. We were going to have it at the fire station b/c no one's house holds 22 people (Dad's the fire chief so we can use the station for free. score!) Apparently my cousin Nate has this girlfriend that no one likes (I've never met her). Supposedly, according to my aunt, Nate's brother and my sister, this girl is nothing but trouble. Causes drama big time, I guess. Supposedly every weekend, Nate ends up calling his mom (Sally) or brother (Michael) to come pick him up and take him to their house because he and this girlfriend have gotten into a knock-down-drag-out fight. So, Aunt and Brother don't want anything to do with them as a "couple". So, Stepmom plans this dinner and Cousin Michael calls stepmom and says "if Nate's girlfriend comes, me and the girls won't be there". Seriously? So then Nate tells stepmom "if girlfriend can't come, I won't come". OMG. This is so dumb.
So last night, stepmom puts out a message that the dinner is going to be at the firestation to accommodate the number of people and tells everyone to leave their drama at home. Brad comments that anyone who brings drama will be hit in the back of the head with a metal folding chair, WWE style, completely joking of course. Apparently, this pissed my aunt off b/c at that point she said she, Michael and Michael's two girls will stay at home and the rest of us can have dinner. WTF? Then Nate chimes in and says that no, they'll stay home and everyone else can have dinner. This continued for about a half hour. Finally, stepmom calls me and says she's canceling the dinner since no one can get along long enough to stuff turkey down their throats. *sigh*
EVERY single time she tries to plan a big family dinner, this is what happens. Those three go on and on and on about some stupid drama and makes the whole event suck. If my grandpa was still around, he'd be knocking heads together over this crap. This is flat out stupid... so, in keeping with my trend as a big mouth, I posted a long rant on facebook about how people can't grow the eff up for 2 hours and get past their differences long enough to eat a meal and it's stupid, it's asinine, and ridiculous. I was pissed. I think I used the f-bomb a total of 6-8 times. It's good stuff. You should go check it out. lol
Anyhow, so instead of 4 dinners, I now have 3... what sucks is the one I was REALLY looking forward to is the one that was canceled.
Stepmom said that once she's over the initial hurt, she'll probably invite me and Brad, our kids, my sister and her kids over for dinner that night but the rest of them can stay home.