Well first of all, we are smokers. We smoke outside of our house, and never in our car. My mom took Kyleigh overnight Saturday so she "wouldn't smell like smoke for her baptism." Fine, whatever!
She was supposed to have Kyleigh at the church, ready to go at 10:30. I called Mom at 10:40, Kyleigh's not even dressed because she is too busy on the phone stirring up drama with my sister (who is supposed to be there at 10:30 as well b/c she is the godmother).
They made it right at 11, when the damn thing started.
Then, she took Kyleigh to the nursery to play with her during the sermon.
I didn't get to pick what day, what time, where, who, what she wore, what we ate, I planned nothing for my own daughter's baptism, which pissed me off enough.
So then we all go to lunch. My parents are both remarried, and both of which hate the other. Of course, everyone chose to sit by the people they hate at dinner.... me, I sat all the way at the other end because I didn't want to be apart of it...
My grandmother then asks my step mother if she would have married my father, knowing what his kids were like!!!
what
I'm the only one who goes over there to help that selfish, mean health forum with anything.
GRRR
Now, they are all nagging me about how crappy the other person is talking..blah blah blah
I'm tired of it and am ready to get the hell outta here!!
Say buh-bye to your only grandchildren!! PEACE!