This is the only safe place anymore...
This is pretty much the only profile page I have where all my family including Nate's little spy of a brother, aren't my "friends."
So it's the only place I can really purge everything.
We're leaving for Salt Lake really early Saturday morning for a week at Nate's moms.
I know she's Rhiannon's grandma too and Nate's mom--I get it but I can't do more than small doses of her. Nate looked at my calendar and without consulting me, bought a week's worth of plane tickets. They were expensive and I thought Nate's mom bought them--so I was a bit annoyed we had to be there a week but OK with the money side--but we have to reimburse her. Nate's brothers are going up there for Christmas and she is buying their tickets outright.
Nate's mom will find the smallest things to nit pick about me--I know that's MILaws in general but seriously it's like "Mandi's obsessed with a clean house" that's a bad thing?
And my weight--she loves to talk about my weight. But not to me--to other people including Nate's brothers--and it's the first topic of every conversation she has when she visits "did you lose weight?" Imagine how great that is when I wasn't losing, was actually gaining...a lot.
She loves to comment on how the pictures of me right after Rhiannon look compare to current--it's just freaking annoying.
Then there's the whole Mormon side of the family all shocked that we don't go to church so we have to discuss that everytime we speak with them.
And finally my pet peeve--Nate's not exactly a Momma's boy--their relationship for awhile was pretty much nonexistant but when she comes to visit her grandaughter it's more like couples time or just her and the boys time. She likes to exclude me and Roger (nate's younger bro's) girlfriend--not for one evening which I could kind of understand but every time she can--she's like "why don't all of us go to Walmart?" then I learn from the spy brother (works both ways) that she spends the time grilling those with significant others on weight, etc.
She and Nate do all sort of date stuff--like bowling while I stay home with Rhiannon--this is supposed to be "grandma and Rhiannon time" but she pretty much gives her some toys, talks a little bit with her and then wants to play Wii or show off a new cell phone.
I'm bithching too much and Nate's all excited about this trip but it's not going to be much of a vacation for me. I have a ton of brides up in the air that I have to catch-up on, payments I have to chase, flower orders I have to make and a wedding the Friday evening before we leave--not a small one either.
So while Nate's pretty much checked out in "vacation mode" I'm packing myself and two other people, working on my business stuff and trying to keep my dinner down (still random sickness from pregnancy--which Nate's mom had all sorts of things to say last time she came to visit (July) and I had to spend one night in bed sick)--
I'm just frustrated. Nate knows my frustrations and as he does each time his mom comes done, promises to make sure to include the rest of his family in activities--it's basically family reunion with the outsiders left outside.
So it's the only place I can really purge everything.
We're leaving for Salt Lake really early Saturday morning for a week at Nate's moms.
I know she's Rhiannon's grandma too and Nate's mom--I get it but I can't do more than small doses of her. Nate looked at my calendar and without consulting me, bought a week's worth of plane tickets. They were expensive and I thought Nate's mom bought them--so I was a bit annoyed we had to be there a week but OK with the money side--but we have to reimburse her. Nate's brothers are going up there for Christmas and she is buying their tickets outright.
Nate's mom will find the smallest things to nit pick about me--I know that's MILaws in general but seriously it's like "Mandi's obsessed with a clean house" that's a bad thing?
And my weight--she loves to talk about my weight. But not to me--to other people including Nate's brothers--and it's the first topic of every conversation she has when she visits "did you lose weight?" Imagine how great that is when I wasn't losing, was actually gaining...a lot.
She loves to comment on how the pictures of me right after Rhiannon look compare to current--it's just freaking annoying.
Then there's the whole Mormon side of the family all shocked that we don't go to church so we have to discuss that everytime we speak with them.
And finally my pet peeve--Nate's not exactly a Momma's boy--their relationship for awhile was pretty much nonexistant but when she comes to visit her grandaughter it's more like couples time or just her and the boys time. She likes to exclude me and Roger (nate's younger bro's) girlfriend--not for one evening which I could kind of understand but every time she can--she's like "why don't all of us go to Walmart?" then I learn from the spy brother (works both ways) that she spends the time grilling those with significant others on weight, etc.
She and Nate do all sort of date stuff--like bowling while I stay home with Rhiannon--this is supposed to be "grandma and Rhiannon time" but she pretty much gives her some toys, talks a little bit with her and then wants to play Wii or show off a new cell phone.
I'm bithching too much and Nate's all excited about this trip but it's not going to be much of a vacation for me. I have a ton of brides up in the air that I have to catch-up on, payments I have to chase, flower orders I have to make and a wedding the Friday evening before we leave--not a small one either.
So while Nate's pretty much checked out in "vacation mode" I'm packing myself and two other people, working on my business stuff and trying to keep my dinner down (still random sickness from pregnancy--which Nate's mom had all sorts of things to say last time she came to visit (July) and I had to spend one night in bed sick)--
I'm just frustrated. Nate knows my frustrations and as he does each time his mom comes done, promises to make sure to include the rest of his family in activities--it's basically family reunion with the outsiders left outside.