Okay, you ask What could Gigi possibly have done again? Well simply I hosted the Easter Family dinner at my house. Why you ask? after the lovely psycho Thanksgiving one I had here. I'm still trying to come up with the answer to that one, who knows maybe I'm a gluten for punishment, or I just have a really hard time saying NO!! I'm getting better at it but still if I'm not prepared for the asking I cave every time. One of the reasons hubs & I moved was because both of our families are very controlling, extremely nosy, and always have to give their opinions since we can do nothing right in either sides eyes. So with 17 people at my house I decided to skip traditional dinner and since it was warm grill out hamburgers & hotdogs needless to say that started the craziness that became our first sin of the day, I also invited my best friend along for the thrill ride she's just like me so the sarcasm was flowing right along, throw in some mischief and we were having a blast (okay add in a little rum & coke along with that mischief) it was needed trust me.
Anyway we had ex's and ex in laws all in the same house, my cheating niece brought her newest dud who was too lazy to even make his own plate (he also had the nerve to ask me to make him a plate WTH?) Yeah I'm not good at controlling my sarcasm and told him if he wanted a mommy he needed to go home to her, needless to say we don't get along, I do however get along with my ex nephew in law who is such a nice person (my niece is an idiot he was a great guy for her) I watched my niece get stupid jealous over my bestie talking to her ex (never mind the fact that it was about my bestie's husband LOL) my alcoholic brother search my cabinets for something to drink, my sister try to defend my nieces cheating and mine & hubs mom argue over how we kids have no morals and we're all going to hell in a hand basket. So after the Easter egg hunt I rushed everybody off as soon as possible, looked over at my hubs and said What the Hell were we thinking? He proceeded to laugh his ass off and ran to the store for a chaser for my rum. At one point I stood back and looked at this crazy bunch and thought maybe just maybe I was switched at birth I can only hope right?
And dammit to hell if I didn't get roped into throwing my mom her 80th birthday surprise party, I really do need to learn to say no ; )
So how was your Easter?
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