My parents sure know how to make the holidays all about them...
Arianna, Aaron, Em and I are at my house at the moment. Arianna and I had planned to go over to my parents together, so she stayed over. I was supposed to work last night, but after they told me that we didn't have a truck and probably wouldn't be there long anyway, I opted to go home. (I was kinda pissed. I was prepared to work a full shift.) So, shortly after Arianna dropped me off at work, I called her back and asked her to come get me. Shortly after that, I called Em to tell her that I was going home.
This is where the drama starts. Earlier that evening, Arianna asked me why Em never comes to our family gatherings, or is around for the holidays. I told her that usually she has Maddy, so it's easier to stay on her side most of the time. But the other part of it is that my Mom insists that the holidays are for family, as in, our immediate family. In the past, my mom was like that about my friends, too. The only exception was Michelle.
Arianna was surprised to hear that, so later on during a phone conversation with my Mom, she felt compelled to bring up Em coming to Thanksgiving. (She also kinda bummed about the holiday in general because Nessa isn't here and it's not going to be the same with just my parents and us there.) My mom wasn't really in the mood to talk, so she just said that she'd talk to her about it in the morning. As promised, my mom called first thing this morning, insisting -- yet again -- that we essentially drop everything and come over so that we can talk things out. WTF.
We still haven't left. lol Arianna said that she and my dad have their cell phones off, so they're not answering. I've taken a shower and had some coffee, and I'm about to make something to eat. I'm not in a huge rush, as you can guess.
Em's sleeping. She said she'll probably go home after the drama with my parents plays out, but I don't really want that. This will be the second year in a row that she hasn't been to my parents at Thanksgiving and I think it's fucking ridiculous. Her family invited me to their dinner this evening. Why can't they get with the program?
Every fucking holiday without fail, it's a goddamn cluster. There's always an excuse. And the last time I brought this up, my mom said that I still needed to talk to my dad about my 'lifestyle change'. The fuck. What's there to say? Dad, I like girls and I don't feel bad about it. And you know what, I'm getting especially tired of jumping through all these fucking hoops with my parents every time I dye my hair, or blow my nose, or decided to date, know what I mean? I stopped owing them an explaination for the things I do since I moved out of their house.
Anyway. I guess we'll have to wait and see how it goes.
