We punked out on Thanksgiving this year...
My mom is planning to leave her hubby, and his HATEful, I mean horrid, family.... so she didn't plan doodly.
And I just cannot be comfy at my SIL's house, no matter what I say she finds a way to be offended... and it's not just me, she's that way with everyone... spent months mad at her own dad because he tried to talk her son into not pouting and demanding the entire family's camping trip (12 people, not just their 4 household) cancelled 'cuz he didn't want to go... for that reason I really didn't want to go to her house this year...
And there's underlying resentment.... this year being the 2nd in a row at their place... for over a decade it's been at my MILs... then last year K demanded we all go to her new house... okay, I can understand wanting to show off... so we packed up six people and all the veggies sides pies breads apps etc to drive to Keller where she had the turkey that her hubby deep fried (only thing she 'cooked' was some rotel queso in a crock pot)... my FIL drove in his van and we all rode... he is not the best driver BTW... braille drives if you know what I mean and I end up car sick... the Texas Giant doesn't make me ill but his driving does go figure.... suffice it to say it wasn't a fabulous time... didn't help that M mixed an injection of lemon pepper and cajun seasonings on the fried turkey either... but at least there were plenty of other things (thanks to me and MIL)
But, after that experience I really didn't feel like a repeat... not to mention the resentment that we weren't even asked if we were doing anything with my side and what time before we were called with our orders... 2pm, Keller, you are riding with us, period. (when it was at MILs it was always 6pm, so we could all go do our In Law stuff earlier... we went to my mom's, K went to M's family, and G-BIL- went to his GFs family) Also, no one seemed to realize that maybe one year I would like a turn to host. I would never ever have thought to mention it if it had continued to be only at MIL's... that's totally cool... Grama's House you know... but since they started a rotation... well it kinda hurt that my home wasn't seen as good enough... then again... K does make a point of not allowing her children to attend our kids b-day parties and whatnot... even ones not held at our house... if it is for ours they refuse to come... *sigh*
DH also gets stressed over it, as he can't really even talk to his sis any more... she was a major wild child in her teen years... I mean BAD... like crazy crazy bad... now she's freakin' Martha Stewart... already not too close since she's 9 years older... but now you can't even tell her a G-rated joke without her getting cranky... so he didn't really want to go either... and he also ends up car sick (again ONLY when riding with his dad) so he lied and said we were going to my moms... told me after the fact but I didn't mind.
Anywho, so you got nothing at all on petty resentments... I think I take the cake. I try not to be cranky about it. I don't want to cause a rift between DH and his family... I know it sucks rocks that my family who used to all live on the same street have scattered and hardly talk... it's just so WEIRD... and lonely... so I really really don't want to cause a bruhaha... but those little tidbits just chap me and I just can't get that pebble out of my shoe.
Well, that post turned out way longer than expected, but maybe MY petty nonsense will make you feel a little bit better about the morons you have to deal with.