Jun 24, 2009 16:11
Hello,
I've been lurking for a while. My name is Nicole. I'm lacto-veg (sometimes I do eggs). I have been my whole life, being raised by a mother who follows an Indian meditation path (vaguely Sikh-ish). I'm married to a non-veg, but my household is vegetarian. I have maintained my vegetarianism even though I don't follow the path, for ethical reasons.
This pisses meat eaters off. They get annoyed that I don't serve or allow meat in my house. I realize this is anal of me. I don't care. It's my apartment. I wouldn't feel at home if there were meat in it. I do not give a @#$!@ what they eat. I DO give a @#$! about what happens in my home.
Which brings me to my rant. I realize that it is poor form to have one's first post be a rant. Probably I shouldn't post it. But here it goes.
My brother-in-law is bringing his family to visit us. This was a bit imposed... he decided to come July 6th, 2 days after my brother's wedding, which means we have to book it back to see him. He also was very insistant about coming, even though we told him we were not sure what our dates were yet. But I digress. He refuses to eat any vegetarian meals, except breakfast. So while he is here he insists we eat out every. single. meal. I may be able to talk him out of one or two meals. But this is going to be expensive. Not to mention I'm trying to lose weight. So basically we have to eat out 14 times. We are going to go broke!
Are they punishing me for being a vegetarian and not eating meat when I visit them? Can they REALLY not go for 7 dinners without meat? We'll be eating out for lunch anyways since we will be out sightseeing, so it isn't like they would be going a single day without meat.
What do the rest of you do when faced with these situations? I'm disinclined to have them over again. We might move closer to them which would solve the problem since we wouldn't have to spend the night at each others' houses to see them.
I do like them in general. But this is quite an imposition. I mean, I suck up and deal and eat crappy meals for a week when I visit the in-laws (they do not know how to cook veggies, I just take what I'm offered, that is the side dishes, and thank them).
Anyhow, that's my rant.
Maybe I'm resentful that I'm expected to babysit his relatives, who are high-maintenance, but don't get the fun of cooking for them.
Ugh, I realize I sound obnoxious. But it IS a rant...