First, let me just say, yes I have been gone awhile. You may not believe it but I have around twenty blog posts written that just need pictures and to be published. It's true.So why the random break from my laziness as a blogger? It's to rant against my in laws.I usually don't talk about them on here because I don't know if they read it. Turns out, I really don't care. So here we are.For those of you who know me personally, you know I do not get along with my husband's parents. And for the past fourteen years, I really haven't for a million reasons. They don't talk to me, they talk around me. They introduce me to people as "the girl who gave us a grandson". I have to follow up with my real name to assure them that I am not just a walking uterus. They encouraged my husband to NOT propose to me, that I was only there for the money (WHAT MONEY??) then looked incredibly depressed the day of our wedding. They also told me I was "gaining a lot of face weight" when I was pregnant because "women like to hear that". Clearly.So when they visited last weekend, I was not excited. Usually I find something else to do instead of being ignored and it's fine but this time I stayed around. My father in law decided to drop some four letter words around Sullivan, which we objected to right away. Nothing too bad but a "hey hey hey let's try to not use those words around him, he'll repeat everything". Then he did it again so we (hubby and I) again said "hey! Don't say that around him!" An hour later they left after telling Sullivan that they would be at his first t-ball game the following Saturday. Then I broke out the wine because I survived without running my mouth. That's a success in my book.Thursday night Mac got a phone call from his mother who told him that his father was "pissed that we yelled at him and didn't want anything to do with us right now". Ok, that was not yelling. You'd know if I yelled at you. I'm loud. She then informed Mac that they weren't going to come to Sullivan's t-ball games and weren't going to come visit anymore. Mac was pissed but mostly on Sullivan's behalf. Honestly I think he's tired of their shit. But, yes, they are going to completely ignore their only grandson because they think we yelled at them.Do I care? Heck no! It does not bother me personally at all. But I am disappointed for Mac who shouldn't have to deal with his parents acting like surly passive-aggressive children. I'm sad for Sullivan who will miss them. But I'm also sad for them. They're going to miss out on their only child and grandchild. And for what? A perceived thought that we "yelled" at them? Ridiculous.The next few weeks should be interesting. Father's Day is this weekend and Mac hasn't decided if he'll get his dad a card. On top of that, my father in law has been known to boycott restaurants for years because he thought someone who worked there was "mean" to him. I've been present for several of these incidents and can honestly say that I could not understand what the hell he was talking about. It's just how he is.Ok....I'm done now. Back to work!
