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Saturday, November 26, 2005
Update on Christmas Thanksgiving night, hubby told his parents that we won't be attending Christmas with his family. And while he explained how hurt he was over their games, they admitted leaving him out WAS intentional, but said they didn't mean to hurt him.
Huh.
Two out of the last 3 years have involved freakin' COSTUMES, but they preached to him about needing to keep "traditions" going. And they were NOT going to let him break the tradition of having it in their town.
Because THEY don't want to travel.
Hubby reminded them that every year, we have the added expense of gas money. Our participation in the newfangled festivities--food, costumes, gifts for games and gas--runs pretty darn close to $250.00. Guess who gets assigned each year to bring the 4 bags of large, peeled shrimp?
Then, hubby's older brother tried to guilt-trip that "Christmas was changed from traditional because it had just turned into a drunken party for everyone."
Let's just say that flat-out PO'd hubby, who reminded his bro of several points: 1. *I* flat-out do NOT drink on holidays. 2. Hubby rarely drinks because we have to drive his son home Christmas Eve, usually in the crappiest weather. If hubby does drink, it goes back to #1. Hubby does NOT get even close to "tipsy", let alone, "drunk."
And turning Christmas Eve into another freakin' Halloween party last year didn't stop the booze from flowing! In fact, Big Bro was hammered before we left at 9:30. Of course, hubby pointed out, he drove us home without a beer in his system.
Don't include US in the drunk generalization.
I was proud when hubby admitted that nearly cried while speaking with his parents about his feelings. He wasn't indignant, but vulnerable. He showed his parents how deeply they had wounded him.
When they kept going back to how unfair it was that a party at our house would be for everyone to have to TRAVEL, hubby stated that was irrelevant. It might have been, but without given the chance, nobody could say that was that. Their fears were merely hypothetical. What fact DID happen was keeping him blocked out.
