more strings

during the cruise last year, the family of four was a big pain in the ass.  i foresee more problems.

xmas eve was the first time i've seen them since dec 28/08.  to be honest, i wasnt missing them and could have gone another yr or longer without visiting with them.  even to hear the sil's laughter grates on my nerves.

so yeah, we spent the week bunking beside them.  ship walls are thin and we could hear her voice daily as if she was standing in our bedroom. 

every night at dinner they'd be late and then pissed off when we'd make their kids sit in between them.  in their ideal world (fucking bizarro) they wanted to sit side by side with a kid on either side of them, sandwiched in between an aunt or uncle.  and every night, those kids would be left to their own devices.  they'd act up, refuse to eat, pull on ch's shirt, or goof off, and if the mother paid any attention to them, it would be to loudly chastise them over every one else's conversation.  this would go on every night at supposed five star dinners.  we'd watch my nephew refuse to eat his dinner, but would be sure to get two full glasses of chocolate milk, followed by cookies and ice cream at the end.  nevermind the nutrition in between, just chock the fucker full of sugar and then complain when he'd act up that you didnt know where he was getting these ideas from and that he's always sooooooo good at dinner.  uh huh, riiiiiiiight.  fucking kid has never sat through one meal without acting like a little intolerable asshole, so dont give me this shit that he's never behaved like that and you've never seen that before bullshit.  assholes.

to top it off, they brought these kids with the expectation that everyone else would be babysitting them.  fuck that noise.  i'm on vacation and i have zero obligation to them or their kids.  you dont see me expecting them to dog sit, so they can pipe right down about babysitting.  and because they're stupider than words, they also failed to bring along any entertainment for these kids, just assuming that grandma would tote around games and books for them.  of course grandma did, but she is a topic all unto herself and let's just say that she can bitch to high heaven about things, but ultimately, she enables them all to act like useless cunts.

so then on the way home, they didnt bother to arrange seating on the plane so they could sit together.  again, it was some shit show with them and attitude pulling if the brother and his wife couldnt share an armrest.  they thought it was unfaaaaaaaaaaaaaaair that they had to have their kids with them.  so we arrive in miami to fly out, ch and his sister pull a huge embarassing freakout and we end up sitting together.  or so we think.  in the meantime, the other two fucking morons do nothing to arrange their seating and displace ch and i.  so there they sat brother and wife together sharing their armrest with the 5yr old beside her.  meanwhile, she'd displaced ch and i, as well as his parents who had to look after the 2yr old.  and then she pulled attitude when we got pissed because we had arranged all this 9hrs earlier in miami. 

so the first words out of my bil's mouth when he got this gift?  "hum. well maybe this year we can rearrange the flights because it's not fair that we got separated".

clay, go fuck yourself.

i've told ch that i dont care which flight everyone else is taking, i will NOT fly with them, or if i do, i'm fucking flying first class so that there is ZERO chance they'll be up there taking our prearranged seats.

i cant wait till therapy in 3 weeks.  my therapist is going to have a hay day with this.