Oh My!!!!

I must say, I do like a round of old-fashioned "pissed off"-ness every now and then. Great way to unload some stress. Sib #6 and her husband's comments about Christmas evoked strong responses from you both.

It's nothing new though, really. Apparently Sib 6 has always felt like an outcast among us. BUT, perhaps now the matriarch is finally tired of hearing it. I got the story from Mom after walking into her house the day after Christmas to say goodbye and hearing Andy on the phone basically saying "What do you MEAN you felt like an outsider? There were 18 people in that house last night! What the heck do you WANT?!" I asked mom a couple of days afterward during a phone call to find out what it was all about. That's how I found out Andy was talking to Sib 6.

But, again, I've heard this before. I think she had the same "lament" last year and she has a habit of trying to sugar-coat it with things like, "I try so hard but I don't know what to say and they don't really talk to me..." The thing that got me about this particular year is that Sean told Sib 6 he was OBSERVING us and had decided we had nothing in common with them. Mom was a little miffed by that too and went on and on about how he can monopolize you in a conversation that isn't interesting and interferes with you doing things that obviously need to be done (like when Sib 1 asked her husband to take care of something Christmas night and Sean had trapped him in some inane conversation and Don literally couldn't get away).

Here's my two cents on this:
1. She never offers to help with the dinner or the clean up afterward. NEVER. She just stands there or sits in the other room while Mom or I or you guys are clearing or cleaning.
2. Instead of joining us in a group, she sits on the livingroom couch with said husband and stares at all of us. How socially dysfunctional is that?
3. Kim is right. We all were watching her kid. And what really galled me was that Don could not come to the dinner table Christmas night because he was looking for the wild child's sippy cup.

What the hell was DON looking for the sippy cup?! And Missy and Sean knew this was happening and just sat there at the table. I actually went wild with mom over the phone on this and she agreed. She had seen it too.

Whatever. The matriarch says that Missy called a day later and never brought up the subject again. But someday, just someday I hope she brings it up with ME. Remember the bed from Mom's apartment and that whole incident? Jesus!

Oh my. That was decidedly stress relieving. What else can I unload on you guys... ;)