Sunday, April 17, 2011

Tables Are Turned

Had relatives over for K's birthday party, one of them being my mother. During a conversation about updating light fixtures, mother made the comment, "you have a titty light in the kitchen" (it's a dome style light). Now, keep in mind K was at the table and heard the comment as well as the other grandparents. I quickly responded with a stink-eye look and "not in front of young ears" directed right at my mother. Seriously! She's a fucking grandmother (granted, only birthday and Christmas)! Her response, well it was as classy as she is; a snotty "yes ma'am". You know, that is fucking right! In my husband and I's house, it is our way or get the fuck out! I'm sick of her woe is me stories or incredibly inappropriate comments infront of a 5 year old.

And as for her response to me, it might as well have been "yes, bitch" but I don't care. She is going to realize that I'm not going to tolerate crap like that. If she doesn't like it, that is me standing up to her, then she doesn't need to come over. I'm not trying to keep her out of K's life, but at the same time the people you surround yourself with make you or break you and truthfully, she does more breaking.

She's also the only one in the family that doesn't know about loosing the baby. She would twist it around into something she lost, the grandchild *she* lost, not what J and I lost and the grief we are working through. There would be no condolences, it would all be about her.

So, if you're keeping track we have one relative that doesn't know and a couple other relatives that I called out yesterday.

I think I may change the ringtone on my phone to the Wicked Witch of the West theme because frankly, I'm all sorts of agitated.......