i spent sunday with my in-laws going to a bridal shower. plus the boy was a holy terror ALL DAY. i am proud to report that i did have a rockin' present for her (i say i becos i made up the whole thing and MIL chipped in for pay) and it was received well. other than seeing hubby's grandmother, i counted the seconds until i got home. i hate going to family get togethers. hubby's cousin has severe health problems so that's always discussed behind closed doors. hubby's cousin is getting married to a dick. everytime i go there i come back depressed. thank goodness for my mom, i always have my therapy session with her afterward (i.e. kvetching). i EARNED my yarn and needles this week for putting up with that shit, believe me!
i mentioned a while back that they gave hubby and me a gift card for our birthdays to applebee's. we never eat there so it was a rather stupid gift to give. anyhoo, we ate there saturday and i promptly got the shits from the meal. so sunday i tell SIL that we used the card at applebee. hubby had been sick all day with the poops (not related to applebees i think) and SIL says "everyone gets the shits from applebees" so i say, "gee, thanks for giving us a gift card to a restaurant that you know gives people the shits." she stuttered all over herself trying to get out of that one!!
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