Are they married? Gma may be pulling the “you’re not worth a name until a ring is on her finger” move.
Are you in the Portland area? I'm with my wife, daughter, and MIL in Eugene right now for Christmas. We're visiting my wife's uncle who is at some assisted living facility here, we're going to Portland for a few days after this before returning home.
Sister Nug annual update -- thought we were all good until Christmas day/night. She declared she's gluten allergenic this morning -- after eating toast/crackers/beer all weekend. Exclaims this on day 4 of staying with the family. Literally demands we make every dish dairy and gluten free. Of course, never offered to go purchase the necessary ingredients. Basically told her to piss off, that's insane. She complains she won't be able to eat anything during dinner, which everyone knows is a lie. She then proceeds to eat as normal, as if nothing ever happened, after a knockdown screaming argument. It's a given that she never lifts a goddamn finger to help during the prep time. Sits there on her phone while everyone is running around trying to get shit ready, then goes and takes a 2-hour shower. Of course she never helps clean up, either. My parents have hosted Christmas 3-4x in a row due to various family issues, and Sister Nug sits there like a fucking royal guest. How dare you ask her to be a functioning adult. Shit dies down, and Christmas actually goes well. She gets blackout drunk at dinner, and we do dirty santa afterwards. I brought weed gummies for my gift. Sister Nug did not win the gummies, but while in her possession she eats like 5 (10 mg each), and the passes them off. Once the family members are ready to leave, Sister Nug then invites her whitetrash friend and husband with 3 kids, all under 4, over for a night cap. Everyone groans, we're all tired, have to clean up, nobody wants to deal with that. She insists we're being rude, invites them over anyways. She knows she won't have to do shit. Within 5 minutes of said friends and toddlers arriving, the gummies hit and Sister Nug passes out on the couch. She then makes it to the side bathroom, visible from the kitchen, where she passes out on the floor with the door open. So me, my two 60+ year old parents that are pretty drunk and have been entertaining all day, are stuck with 3 toddlers and a couple we have nothing in common with. It was simply awkward as shit, while Sister Nug is passed out on the floor in the bathroom. Ugh.
My Dad is pretty old, and while still relatively healthy, has a lot of trouble hearing. We can't really do loud restaurants, no bars, etc. Sister Nug gets drunk and demands we blare b/s pop/rap music. It's a constant battle all day of turning it down/up. Right before whitetrash friends arrive, she cranks it loud as shit. My dad asks me to turn it down, and I do. My sister (blackout drunk, lots of edibles) asks me "what the fuck do you think you're doing?" "Turning it down for Dad. He can't hear anything." "FUCK YOU." [loud as shit, within earshot of both my aunts and uncles] [goes and let's friends in] I re-read my posts and think they're not real. But they are. Just another day in the life.
Today was chaos at the extended family's (7 kids under 7) but no drama at least and I was able to kill a bottle of wine while at least part-time chasing my 2 year old around. It was a record high in KC today so we got to play outside with Christmas presents, I got to go for a run and now I'm sitting on the deck drinking IPAs and it's still in the 50s out. I've had worse.
In terms of how I'm doing currently, I'm at a solid 9-9.5/10 20 mg deep, vape pen by the side, bien rojo vino all day, vape pen at the ready. Only one awake in the house, on the couch with bball and the family dogs and 22 year old cat
That will definitely help with the family bullshit. I've got a handful of edibles stashed away from my last CO trip but I doubt the pregnant wife will be a fan of me partaking.
Drama free this year; just me and the new wife. Slept in, did presents, FaceTime'd our families, went out lunch/dinner, and have been drinking whiskey all evening.
Had nothing to do with my family as we are not heathens but if you ever wanna see a bunch of "adults" act like fucking fools, see what happens when a packed movie theatre has a popcorn problem. Not really sure what happened but they said it would be 15-20 minutes till popcorn was ready and see a row of idiots come storming up to the counter to bitch at some kids making probably $10 a hour and want to talk to the manager over fucking popcorn. I don't think much of our current society, think even less now. Knives out was pretty good, solid ending.
Wife and I spent Christmas by ourselves which was awesome. Just cooked and drank all day. We’re both drunk at this point and she’s cutting our dogs hair by firelight for some reason. Really interested in seeing how this turns out tomorrow.
If you meant to quote my edibles post,I do not want to incur her wrath. Not now, 1 month from due date. I'll just suck down beers like a responsible adult.
Think I’ve told this story on here once before but after my dad retired from the AF he became an Episcopal priest. One Sunday after church he took us to the mall to see the latest Star Trek movie. Of course he didn’t check the paper to see if it was still playing and sure as shit it wasn’t there anymore which pissed him off. So we we’re going to see Mars Attacks instead. He and I go to the concession counter where he orders some popcorn and the kid tells him they are currently out but to come back in like 10 minutes and more will be ready. We go get our seats and start watching the trailers. 10 minutes later he gets up to get his popcorn and I follow along. We’re in line behind a couple who gets the last of the fresh batch of popcorn and I was all uh oh. Pops sees the machine is empty and asks the kid for a large popcorn. The kid tells him they’re out and my dad completely loses his shit on him. Dad’s got his shirt & collar on complete with crucifix and cusses him out for a good 4-5 minutes before storming his way back into the theater. I got Skittles
I can see why people would be aggravated over popcorn, haven't been to a movie in a minute and desperately wanted some. Would never get me to the point of talking down to some kid working on fucking christmas. Checked midway through the movie and there was a long line then bought a medium popcorn to pound with a bit of bourbon for this Lakers-Clippers game.