Leave it to me.
My sister can't keep a secret. A few weeks ago, we were out shopping and she kept mentioning that I had plans for December 12th. Eventually, it became too much for her to hold in and she spilled the beans. Apparently, she thought the big 4-0 was a big deal and she had gotten phone numbers of my friends and was planning a surprise birthday dinner, including inviting our mother and my mother-in-law.
In my defense, I've never made a huge deal over my birthday. And the closer I get to a hundred, the less of a deal I want to make of it. So I told her this and after much hashing back and forth, she decided we would just have a family get together.
Two weeks later, I told her that I didn't want to make my MIL and her mother drive down here for a few hours for an event that wasn't a big deal to me anyway. Not to mention, my sister planned for us to get massages and the in-laws don't like massages. So now the BIG party is down to my little family, my sister, nephew and our mother.
For the massages, I recommend a girl I know who is a massage therapist and that I've seen for over a year. With my neck and lower back problems, I just don't trust the ones in the salons. Turns out the girl I use is not available that weekend and suggests her assistant. As if.
So now, we are down to a tiny family party and no massages. We are all heading up to my mothers the weekend after my birthday for our Christmas celebration, so I convince my sister that having Mom drive all the way down here by herself doesn't make sense since we'll be seeing her the next weekend.
Now there is no party. Just the way I like it.
~R
Don't you love it when after a route of total complexity and confusion everything ends up working out exactly the way you intended it?
ReplyDeleteI saw your comment and can't believe you actually "caught up" on my blog posts! There's a reason I missed you so much while you were away. ;) Haha!
Having been pregnant at eighteen myself, your bit about your sister was encouraging and I hope I can eventually finish up my degree and be well-off in my field too. Just hopefully without the divorce part. *my turn to gulp*
As for the "Child": He's on night classes right now and insists on sleeping all the time. I can see wanting 7 hours of sleep, which I would have no problem with, but he wants to snooze away the whole damned day. God forbid if I ask him to do anything when he is up though. When it comes to the house, well you see how he feels about that. But what REALLY infuriates me are his thoughts on chipping in with the baby. His excuses are always along the lines of "I'm only home so much, I just want to relax, can't you take care of her?" And even his mother, who I don't see eye-to-eye with much, agrees that it should be "I'm only home so much, I want to take care of her."
I've honestly got my foot out the door. *sigh*
I'm reminded of a song I heard as a child: Every Party needs a pooper, thats why I invited you." hee hee.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you, though. I love parties, but not for me.
You are so funny. I love the chain of events and reasoning as each party detail got eliminated. You have a way of getting what you want.
ReplyDeletePamela - 'Xactly!
ReplyDeleteDawn - I always get what I want. :oD
Ha! That's hilarious. Now please tell your sister that I would love a party. I've not had one since my 12th!
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