Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Thanks again, y'all!
Have a little narrative economy, eh?
Yeah, I know this'll sound callous, but I'm 12 hours removed from being scared for them at this point. My mom was in total 13-yr-old drama queen mode for the whole trip, being extremely obnoxious about some of our parental choices, quoting James Dobson's childrearing advice at every opportunity (I'm not entirely sure what it was, but I'm fairly certain that she's worried that our 18-mo-old is going to be gay because he's still nursing occasionally), storming off with my brother's wheelchair and without a phone for the entire day yesterday when I told her (mildly) that she needed to consult Mrs. Manners on giving unwanted advice to family members rather following me around the house bitching about circumcision and breastfeeding and sleep issues and LADY, IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.
To wit: not a pleasant visit. She didn't deserve what happened to her (and my beleaguered father definitely didn't), but she wasn't exactly working the good karma while she was here. While she was gone yesterday, I told my dad that if she was still on the rampage when she got back that they should probably consider going ahead and leaving because my usually even-keeled and cheerfully neutral wife was getting ready to punch her in the nose.
As far as my brother goes, he's profoundly retarded and seizures occur daily for him. The problem was that his medicine and respirator went up in flames. Bad timing, that, but he's alright.
I'm fairly certain that she's worried that our 18-mo-old is going to be gay because he's still nursing occasionally
He's face deep in boobie at times. How will that make him gay? Pledge to a frat house? Maybe.
And, no, they didn't deserve this but everyone is okay and, as you said, she wasn't racking up the bonus karma points while she was there.
Jeebus, Corwood. What an all-around nightmare. I'm glad they're all okay, sorry the visit was so rought, and sorry that the disaster's going to cause the aforementioned upswing in "live closer" demands.
Oof, Corwood. I'm sorry the visit was so very prickly. I'm so glad everyone's okay, after that horror show. If they bought the office equipment with a credit card, maybe they have some recourse with the credit card company. Barring that, your father-in-law may well be able to help. We're friendly with the agent through whom we get our auto insurance, and thanks to their intervention, I think we got about an extra grand than the insurance company first offered, when our car was totalled.
Come the revolution, the insurance companies are the first against the wall TM my mother.
megan-- I am so sorry for your (and B's) loss. Much sympathy.
Suela-- also much sympathy to you. May your beast be cavorting with all the Buffista pets in a happy place
Corwood (gosh I have trouble not calling you by past board names)- That sounds like a horrible experience to follow a not so good visit. I hope the insurance company comes through and that future visits involve a less judgemental mom.
I am having guilt because I called (well emailed) in sick to work because a) I couldn't find my keys b) I couldn't find my phone c) I have nothing to wear and d) I actually feel like the missing keys gave me energy to do some cleaning/picking up in my hell-hole of an apartment. I did say I might come in later if I were feeling better-- I sort of implied but didn't state that the problem was stomach related.
Now I have found the phone and keys and am tying to decide whether to use my guilt from not working to clean, or to just head in.
Jeebus, Corwood. What an all-around nightmare. I'm glad they're all okay, sorry the visit was so rought, and sorry that the disaster's going to cause the aforementioned upswing in "live closer" demands.
What she said. Ugh!
Sophia -- when was the last time you had a day off work? That is the measure I use when I'm about to take a fake sick day, for guilt-amelioration purposes.
I had real sick days in the beginning of June for the cat thing. This seems like maybe I should go in...
I was ready to call in fake sick this morning, but decided to go in anyway. When I got here I found out that one of my coworkers would be late, and one of our computer systems died. If I hadn't come in, we would have been fucked.
Corwood, I'm glad they are ok and I'm sorry the visit was so unpleasent. Grandmazillas are profoundly irritating.
I've got to say, this convinces me further that the Atchafalaya bridge is a mini-version of hell. I HATE that bridge.
Friend used to have five personal days a year. Their boss allowed them to call in scared, silly, well, grumpy, etc. In fact, she encouraged it, and awarded bonus points for invention.
Corwood, how horrific. But speaking as one who was drawn back into family proximity after I thought I'd escaped it, I'd say stall as long as you can on moving closer. I do hope your FiL can help with the insurance claim, though. Aside from scaring them badly, it has to be a crippling feeling of helplessness for them.
