Relapse... Really?

What is it about weddings that brings out the 'best' in families?

So, daughter #2 is getting married in April.

I had her bridal shower over the weekend.

She was the recipient of many lovely and generous gifts.

Due to the original invitation list of 80 people, 

it was necessary to hold the event at a lovely venue

instead of my house.

Anyone who has done so knows that when you hold your event

at a venue, you pay per person for the meal.  Ahem, it's not 

Mickey D's... it's a luncheon with a chef-prepared, served meal.

But I just have to vent about a few of my in-laws,

so please bear with me.

Vent #1

One sister-in-law shows up with her gay son saying,

"Hank is going to take Kathy's place at the shower. 

Is that okay?"

Okay?, Okay?... are you kidding me?

First, Kathy lives in Atlanta and we're outside

Philadelphia... ummm, she would not have come 

IF she was invited but she wasn't.

Ummm, I had to give the caterer a count LAST Thursday,

let me see if I can add your son to the lady invited luncheon.

Ugh... it gets better!

Vent #2

Back over the Christmas holiday, s-i-l #2 started a

bunch of crap, actually she didn't start it but she sure

stirred things up.  Her stirring caused me much pain and

a visit with my brother about the originator of the crap

AND her stirring caused a heart-to-heart with my brother.

I told him that the originator of the crap owed my a B-I-G apology.

The genesis of the crap was absolutely rude and I took it as a threat.

I also told him that his 2nd wife's stirring of the crap

had better cease and desist or else... or else I don't know what

but she was being down right rotten involving people who didn't 

need to know about how upset I was at the threat and ruin 

their Christmas day celebration too.

Well this fine southern girl (she puts the drawl on real thick 

ALOT to let us northerners know how they do this or that 

in the south), never RSVP'd to me.  She chose to do all her

communicating via my daughter.  That was okay since my 

daughter was also a contact for RSVP'ing.

What got my goat is that this Ms. Manners of the South,

never came up to me to say hello and sneaked out and 

never said good bye.  I mean really?  I know, I along with 

the bridesmaids were the hostesses but I was pretty busy

orchestrating and ensuring guests who knew no one were

not left alone.

Oh, it gets even better... you have no idea!

Vent #3

S-I-L #3 calls the day AFTER the shower.  She declined coming

due to not being able to find anyone to work for her.  No biggie,

I get it... it happens.

Well she called and started out asking how the shower went.

I told her it was lovely and from the feedback I received, 

guests had a great time (their words not mine!)

My bride-to-be had just come into my house as the phone was

ringing and when her aunt asked how did she like her gift card,

I handed the phone to the bride-to-be so she could tell her aunt

herself.

Dear auntie asked my daughter a question and my daughter 

responded, I don't know, you'll have to talk to my mom.  She

has the spreadsheet with details.

Phone comes back to me.  S-I-L asks, Ryan got her invitation.

I say, Yes.

S-I-L, It was addressed to her.  When she opened her invitation,

it only had her name on the inner envelope.

I say, Yes.

S-I-L, Can her boyfriend come with her?

I say, No.

S-I-L, Her 'live-in' boyfriend, can he come?

I say, No.

Then I decided to let her know why since I let this lie dormant

since my other daughter's wedding reception, over 4 years ago.

I say, No. She is invited by herself because when she was invited

to R's wedding, she was invited with a Guest.  She replied with

a Guest and day of wedding, came alone.  I paid for her Guest

($175/plate-I share with you dear readers, not s-i-l.) 

Ryan can come alone to L's wedding just like she did for R's

wedding but we are not paying for a Guest for her.  That and the

fact that we have never met this 'live-in' boyfriend so we don't 

know him.

S-I-L, Oh... I understand.

WTF, I mean WTF?

WTF is wrong with these idiots?

I'll leave it at that and thank y'all for letting me Vent,

not once, 

not twice 

but count'em, 

THREE times!