OMG, Easter was sooooooo bad. My mother ended up sick so she cancelled Easter at her house (she had a nasty stomach flu). So we ended up going to my in laws for the entire day. When I got up that morning my DH announces that since my mother is sick he would like me to make homemade bread for his family. Keep in mind they do not cook for me because I am gluten free, but I have to bake bread for them (which I have to wear gloves and a mask to prepare). He also decided that he needed Easter gifts for his family (yep the family that made us supply Easter gifts for our foster child for them to give to her), so he wanted me to make them both homemade flavored fudges. Rather than fight, I just did it. When we got there he marched the bread and fudge in and announced to his entire family that HE made it. Whatever. As per instructions I made a plate for myself and brought it, then got yelled at for attempting to put it in the fridge until dinner. I was told there was not enough room and I should put my plate on the back porch until dinner. But she did make room for the fudge and bread in the fridge. So we sit down and the kids were told they could take the bird out, they had it out for 1 minute and she was screaming at them to put it back. So the kids go into the back bedroom to play on the computer to avoid any more issues. The entire family sat there and argued over various topics until dinner while I cruised CM on my phone. Dinner rolls around and I go to the porch to retrieve my dinner, then when I go to microwave it I am yelled at by my mother in law. She wants to use the microwave to heat the dog's food so she can eat while the family eats. So the rest of the family is eating and I am now stuck waiting for the dog's food to cook before I can heat my food. Finally I get my food heated and go out to the table. Most of them are half way through their meal. I sit down to eat and my mother in law yells at me because I m going to eat on my plate that does not match her table setting. So I bring my plate back to the kitchen and put my food onto her plates. Now my food is cold again so I microwave it some more. When I get out to the table the rest of the family is pretty much done and leaving the table. So I sit there and eat alone. While I am eating I can see out into the front living room and watch her dog knock over a puzzle. Ten minutes later my mother in law walks through with the baskets for the grand kids and a little bag for our foster kid (they couldn't even provide a basket). So my two bio kids (12 and 11) announce that they want to share with their new sister and promptly split their stuff with her so they all have the same. So our foster was happy. My MIL goes back through the front living room and starts screaming that my kids destroyed the puzzle. I told her I saw the dog do it and she told me she saw my son do it. So I bring the kids in there and we sit down to do the puzzle in the front living room while the rest of the people socialize in the back living room. During that time I hear my mother in law announces that the table and dishes need to be cleaned (normally I end up doing all of this by myself while my MIL, FIL, SIL, and BIL sit in the back living room talking and eating dessert, then I clean dessert). I decided that I am not going to do it this time, so I stayed with the kids doing the puzzle. So my husband comes out and starts to pick up, several times I hear my mother in law scream "sit down Jason, you shouldn't help, you work all week (funny when I worked full time and went to school full time I cleaned alone). So about 15 minutes later my FIL comes stomping through and comes out of the back bedroom with a loaded AK 47 and starts shooting out the back door at squirrels at his bird feeder. At this point I learn that there are loaded weapons that my nephew dropped off at this house under the bed and in the closet of the room my kids were using the computer in and playing in. At this point I have had enough and our foster is terrified so I told Jason that the kids and I are leaving. When we got home that night he told me that to make it up to me this year I get to celebrate mother's day on mother's day instead of the day before (normally I have to celebrate it the day before because mother's day is my MIL's day). AND I get to see my mother on Saturday with the kids while he sees his mother then goes out to a movie with his dad (this is the first time I have ever seen my mother on mother's day weekend in over 10 years). I don't think it is enough, but he claims the day was "not that bad".
on Apr. 1, 2013 at 11:01 AM