Pissy Day Ahead

The day starts young today. Sometimes I think I am marked. I am taking way too much, way too personally.

Last night, my niece (sister of the afore mentioned) called and said she'd gotten married. She did not tell me, she told my son. She and I were raised like sisters. There is a 15 year difference between us. I am not hurt she did not tell me, she wanted to share with her cousin, whom she is also close with. But I am wondering now about all these little things I've been hearing that now suddenly make sense. And I am curious why she needed to embed herself in a drama of getting married. We'd have all supported her. He's a nice guy. I am sure they should have waited a bit, but these are mistakes or choices she needs to make and learn by. She's an adult, living her life, she can do as she wants. I just don't get it. Oh well. This will bug me for a while, I know it. Trying to dismiss it, but I feel really bugged by it. Am I such a bitch that she thinks I'd read her the riot act?

Anyway, in discussing this with my mom this morning, we got off on other subjects. One being my younger sister. She is newly divorced and her ex-husband is a jackass. Again, not my place, but he is a JACKASS. He's a minister who has now twice lost his flock because of his marital choices. She is ex wife #3. 17 years older than her, he has always had this bigger than life image of himself. His ex wives came to her and told her she'd be sorry for marrying him...she didn't listen. (we too) She thought they were being petty. This divorce came about over night for him. And rather than simply leave, he stuck around and made her feel miniscule. Have I mentioned I hate people who do this? He's moved out of town and off to his own new life, belittled her when she congratulated him on his third divorce. Told her she was petty. He is so used to being allowed to talk to her like a child. He needs to be reminded that while his old ass is old enough to be her father, he is NOT. He made her drive half way to meet him to drop off their daughter. He reminded her he has to do it all the time. Well, he made the freakin' choices, he should live with it. So she drove the 200 miles after work with both of her girls in the car and then turned around and went back. All of this in bad weather. I hate that she chooses to let him bully her. One day, they are going to find him with a tomahawk firmly planted in his skull and my handprints all over it. I can't stand the SOB.

OK, so drop that. It's bad for my karma to even think about that freak of nature.

So now I am off to consider what to do for Graduation weekend. Someone, save me!!! I am going to have no less than 16 people coming to my house for the weekend. This includes 3 sets of grandparents and several uncles and aunts. I know it'll be fun, I am trying to insure that. I have been trying to figure out how to do the grad party. I know a couple of feelings will get hurt when I let him go off to his own party. His California grandparents are going to feel slighted and his dad. But I can't help it. It's not fair to make him stick it out on grad night with a bunch of adults when he'd rather be up the hill at the big party. You only graduate from high school one time.

All of this has fallen on me. I think that's pretty normal for a boy. They have little to no interest in these things. Monday, I will get the announcements mailed out--and be done with that. I have been struggling to get the pictures done. We did the pictures ourselves and have had them on the computer for months. I held off doing them until grad announcements came out. When I took them over to have them printed, the print shop guy gave me crap because he felt they were not our property. Because they were professionally done. I am flattered, but the man was an ass about it. Of course they looked good--they are senior shots. I intended them to, am I supposed to send out snap shots?

Anyway, the jerk messed up the pictures. I had it formatted the way I wanted it and he reformatted it to his specs. As a result, he printed off $30 worth of worthless photos. I had to take it back over and show them again what I wanted. I got them for free, but it was such a struggle, I should have gotten more than free pics. I still have more to get done, the big shots for the grandmothers. I am sure we'll have another fight. ugggghhhhhh!

OK, so I feel better. This blogger works as a great purge system. LOL. If I am radicating the poisons from my system, where are they going out here? Guess I'll know when my computer develops a severe case of ass. :)

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