The music program at the elementary school was great last night. The 4th graders sang their hearts out and I was so proud of my daughter for her enthusiasm and composure. It is great to see my kids in programs because they are both really good kids and behave themselves nicely. I'm never freaked out that they will do something crazy! I was glad my Dad came too -- he seemed to enjoy himself.
I had lunch with Dad and my sister and she was her typical self. I'm pretty tired of her bossiness. Call me crazy, but if you are the one to invite people to the party you should be the one who should have told them to bring appetizers. Don't ask me to clean up your mess because you feel stupid you left this detail out. Don't act like you are busier than me because you are choosing to work on redecorating your new house during the holiday season. Don't you dare act like you are too busy when you have 2 weeks off work and no kids of your own. Please! Give me a break -- I am not done decorating, doing cards, shopping, wrapping, cooking, cleaning, or even planning! AND I am taking a final exam today that I've been studying for all week -- please don't act like you have more on your plate when you are OFF WORK for the next 2 weeks and have no kids. Oh, and when you haven't been really sick for the past 6 weeks! Dammit she is a bitch. I have got to stop letting her get to me. I'm just so sick of her being the center of the universe -- that was supposed to stop after her wedding.
It must be difficult being the center of the universe.
7:40pm -- Boy does a day get eventful when you don't expect it. My dad forgot to pick my kids up from school to take them to CCD as planned. I was taking my final exam and my phone rang in the middle of it because I was an idiot and forgot to shut it off (picture my phone doing the tune "Fly me to the moon"). I shut it off and didn't get the call from the after school program that my kids needed to be picked up. My dad was in a panic that he forgot and he went to the school and thought it closed, then went to the church, then went to my house and found my husband who was getting ready to pick the kids up from CCD (thinking my dad had dropped them off an hour ago). My poor dad was devastated and panicked. The after school program had just called my husband and he was heading out the door to get them so all was fine. In all my husband ended up being 10-15 minutes late picking up from the regular pick up time and the kids missed all of CCD. It was a first offense on lateness so we will not even get the monstrous late charges. Worse things have happened in my book, but my dad was devastated. He couldn't process how it could slip his mind when I'd reminded him as he left the office. He'd stopped home and simply forgotten. Then he panicked. He just could not understand how he could forget something so important. Everything worked out fine, but he is still freaked out despite me reminding him of how much he has going on this week with the Christmas Eve party and Christmas Day Dinner. He felt better when he learned he was not the first to forget CCD.
My sister was a pain in the ass tonight. She is newly married and experience the joys of balancing two families for the first time. She is expecting everything to revolve around her needs. Apparently she is the center of the universe. She had to go on and on about how she HAD to take yesterday off to help Dad -- how else could she do it. I had said how nice it was that she could take the day -- she went off on how she HAD to take it. Like wrapping presents is such a big damn deal! I offered up tonight and tomorrow night and was told my help was not needed. If you turn down help you can not play the martyr -- she needs to get over herself and darn quick. I thought marriage would improve her perspective. Apparently not. She isn't digging that I give her no sympathy. Fricken get over it. She was less than pleased when I didn't fawn over her big ass sacrifice. I'm over it. If she pulls crap over the next few days I will want to deck her. I hope she drinks a lot! She's a pleasant drunk at least. ...
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