So this was THE year. The year I wanted to do stuff on our own. I wanted to cook my own big meal. Have my babygirl wake up to yummy smells at HER house on Thanksgiving, and wake up to lots of presents and sweet smells at HER house on Christmas morning. Dayton knew all that, but lo and behold, a couple of weeks ago he tells me that he's invited his sister (who's never even been here except when I gave birth...even though THEN she only lived maybe 2 hours away), and WILL be inviting his parents so that his mom will be surprised and happy to see his sister. Fan-fucking-tastic. So, now I can rule out Christmas...thanks alot for talking to me about it first, hun. Instead of it being about our daughter, it will now be about your mom and sister who usually don't give us a second thought. Then this afternoon I get a call. My mom wanted a "big favor". My aunt will be flying in for Thanksgiving and wants us to come down to my sister's house for Thanksgiving (even though just Sunday night I told her I wanted to have Thanksgiving at our house this year). FUCK NO. I am not spending one more friggin holiday at my sister's house when she's too good to even GO to anybody else's house. Not to mention, for the last like...7 years my mom hasn't even hit a lick at the snake for making holidays nice. Yeah, I had presents on Christmas. But we never cooked together anymore because I was the only one left at home and she said it was too much trouble to do all that cooking and cleaning. The three years or so for my birthday she gave me $20 and told me to go buy something. My last birthday at home, she made me make my own birthday cake. As for Christmas's and Thanksgivings, we would open presents and eat lunch at a restaraunt. Or we'd go...guess where...to my sisters! So of course, she knew I didn't want to go, but gave me shit. I told her I'd think about it if she was having it at her house, but I wouldn't even consider going to my sisters for yet ANOTHER holiday/birthday/any other reason to have everyone come admire her new house. She says, fine...she'll do it at her house. So great. She guilted me into having Thanksgiving at her house, and my husband so kindly invited his whole friggin family up for Christmas. But he says since next year we'll be across the country for holidays...we SHOULD be spending our holidays this year with family. When I said "Hey! We ARE a family!" he replied with "we see each other every day!".

Ah, the holidays. I'm dreading them already.

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