Oh Barb from New Yoke, I just love it when you rave, I can just hear you saying it! Its also nice to know that others speak their minds too! Ya know what I mean.
It is sad to say but I am glad that my brother is taking my neice with him to out brothers out of town for the holidays. Last year I went over to help my brother put up his tree, he was very unwell, and so he couldn't help too much. So I did it, for him. I also decorated the house besides for him. DO YOU THINK MY NEICE EVEN OFFERED TO HELP? NO, she was busy, watching TV or whatever. Then she said oh now the house finally looks like its Christmas here! She did not help her father wrap presents, she did nothing except take care of no.1. herself. We had Christmas dinner at my oldest daughters house. SHe did the main cooking, but my brother was supposed to come over early enough to show her how to make his stuffing, and bring the stuff to make it. Well my neice decided that she had to go to her friends house to exchange gifts and whatever, and needless to say after many phone calls from him to her, she finally got home with the car so they could come to dinner. They did not show up till after 4pm, and the stuffing had to be made, everything else was just about done though. We ended up having to keep things warm while the stuffing was cooking, all because of her. Did she know that they were supposed to be at my daughters in the early afternoon, oh yes, she did. But she laughed it off and said she forgot, her usual thing to say. But she sure was there to eat and open presents, but that was all my neice, everyone else, including my brother and my girls and I, cleaned up. Not her. Now she is 18 yrs old, and because of what she told my brothers and my SIL I made sure she knew that I was not doing a thing this year.
What did she say? Well when my SIL asked her to give a hand taking the tree down and decorations, she told her to never mind, just leave it, WENDY WILL DO IT!
I had also gone over and helped my brother to give out candy on Halloween, she was supposed to help. And when I went over she told me she told me she was glad I was doing it because her dad was really not feeling very well. I told her right then and there, that SHE WAS HELPING ME, and if she forgot, I was not doing too well either, but I was doing it for my brother, but it WAS HER HOUSE, and SHE WOULD HELP. She did for awhile, sitting with a bowl of candy on her lap, going through it and eating everything. NOT GIVING OUT CANDY TO THE KIDS. I held it in for as long as I could, but then I told her what HELPING MEANT. SHe started to do it, but she was pissed at me. Then she said she was cold so was going in. I said once YOU are warm you can let me go in and YOU WILL come out. She did that too, but not for long, she just left, so I didn't want to turn the kids away, and I finished it. But I told my brother what I thought of her.
So this year I said NO. Not helping one bit. SO you what, nothing got done. Mainly because my brother is totally walked on, and she runs over him like a bulldozer. Because of that, my girls do not want to be anywhere she is going to be. They just do not want to hear her crap, and see what she does to their Uncle, who they just adore. But because of that, he misses out on seeing them more. But in the end he is the one who has to put his foot down, and he doesn't, never has. So she runs the show. There have been several woman who have really liked Bruce, but they cannot stand his daughter. She leaves every room she is in like a cyclone went through it, and would not bend down to pick up anything even if she tripped over it. I mean it is so out of hand, my brother gets distressed about the mess she leaves everywhere, but he picks it up because waiting for her to do it would take forever. We have all told him that if he wants her to respect others and his home, then he has to set some bounderies and not give her everything she wants. And he has to take away privledges. Which he doesn't do. He has said on a number of occasions that he hopes that one day she will grow up and be responcible and caring adults like my girls, and I told him out right that it doesn't just happen, its taught over a life time. And at one point he is going to have to do something. The other thing I told him is that both my girls were on their own at 18, and could take care of themselves. They never asked for anything, even when they could, because they wanted to do it on their own. And they did, and still are. But everyone is fed up with putting up with his daughter. No woman will ever have anything to do with my brother because they would not stand for her leaving things the way she does, for someone else to come and clean it up. That is the one reason I left, I could not handle the constant battle and her manipulation tactics. I also told her that when she said one day that it would be nice if her father would find a nice woman to marry. I just said, " Do you think that any woman out there would honestly put up with you, never doing anything and leaving disasters every where, and never doing anything?" She did not say anything, but it shut her up.
She also gave her last boyfriend a black eye when they broke up, she had another temper tantrum. I told my brother that no matter what I thought of the little twerp, she could not behave like that. She needs to see someone to manage her anger, and if it was a guy that did that, we would not be having this conversation. Hitting is wrong, boy or girls. Her mother use to have the same temper tantrums and hit him all the time when they were married, but come on, she left when Brit was 5, and barely see's her. And now she is failing at College, and its not her fault again.
Now I did not swear once, but you can feel it, right???
So I guess we all have these little family things that stir our blood up, don't we?
This Christmas I won't have to deal with her at least.
And please come and tell us how the dinner went, inquiring minds want to know.
I guess it means we are actually normal, and not crazy at all. Ho Hum
But Merry Christmas anyway. HO HO HO and all that with a shot of rum in your egg nog.
Luv U Barb of New Yoke
Gentle hugs
Wendy