It’s all up to me

Today is going to be spent getting out life back in order as much as we can.  I just went though bills from when we were on vacation, so at least I know we’re not going to have our electricity shut off b /c a bill fell behind a desk somewhere.  And, a friend and her little girl are coming over soon so it should be a fun afternoon.

I wrote a month or 2 ago about how my hubby’s grandparents play favorites, at the expense of my hubby, his sister and our kids.  The latest issue was that they didn’t get our younger son his b-day present until 2 months after his b-day.  To make it even worse, it was cash, so it’s not like the card couldn’t have been thrown in the mail.  So last night at the b-day party for my MIL and hubby, his grandma asks me if she put money in the card.  The reason she was asking, she said, was that she never received a thank you note from us about it, “not that I care if we get a note or not.”  First of all, I am the ONLY person in the whole family who send thank you notes.  And she has always been passive/aggressive w/her comments and I had finally had enough.  After staring blankly at her for a second or two, overcoming the “respect your elders” mantra that had been drilled into  my head from a young age, I replied “Gee, I guess since he received the gift so far after his birthday that it escaped my mind.  I know I sent notes to everyone who gave him gifts back in April.”  To anyone watching our exchange they would think it was 2 very polite women having a conversation, but anyone in the know would realize what was truly happen.  Afterward, my MIL (his grandma’s daughter) and hubby were in the living room and I told them what happened, both laughed.  I especially wanted to make sure that his mom knew what happened b/c when it was brought up later I wanted to make sure she knew the truth.  Childish, I realize, but it felt so good.