My husband is in afghanistan. his family lives an hour from me and the kids. His family consists of his step-dad, his 1/2 brother, and his step dad's parents. We were invited to my husbands stepdad's sister's birthday party at the grandparents house. anyway, I wasn't sure I wanted to go, but then i heard that GMIL was expecting us to show, so, since the kids like the entire family there, I said okay. Drove over there, and the crowd was kind of large, but I had nobody to talk to. the kids were all playing together, the other 2 ladies about my age were talking in a corner, and I tried to chat with them, and they literally ignored every single thing I said. Not on purpose rude I don't think, but just not interested. everyone else had paired up and were having little conversations, and one guy kept trying to force duck pate on me.. I'm a veg, and keep pet ducks... so....
... anyway, so I sat on the couch for an hour, until GMIL said it was time for my kids to eat spaghetti (ALONE)... so i had a small paper plate of spaghetti with them, and then they announced that the cake they made was covered in nuts (again, same deal last time) and since my boy is allergic to nuts, i just said, "okay, that's totally fine, we have to leave anyway", and I drove home in the dark and the rain. we're expected to go up for X-mas, but WOW, am I sick of being alone.
