I Have A Secret
I don’t really have a secret, it just feels like I do.
I can’t believe how difficult it’s been for me to sit down here and write something this last week. Not just here either- everywhere.
I’m feeling quite like a little hoarder where everything is mine, mine, mine and no, I am not going to share. Shoo, ya nosy pokers!
;-)
The whole week was perfect. Absolutely perfect. The time with the kids, the time we spent alone, the time we shared with friends– perfect.
Maybe if I talk about it, I’ll break the enchantment spell that the BDSM wizards have placed over us.
Or maybe I’ve been reading too much Harry Potter. (Just finished book 4 last night!)
I even enjoyed the time we had to spend with Master’s step-mother and that is no small feat, let me tell you. (It was less than a few hours, but in her presence, hours become days. No lie.)
Of course she had to get her dig in, she always does. Every single time I see her, always the same question, the same look. “Are you working yet, Tess?”
(Internal sigh. Deep breath. Bite my tongue.) “No, Joan. I’m not working right now.”
“OoooooooOOOoh! Well that must be so NICE for you! SO NICE!”
“Yes. Yes it is.”
“What do you DO all day?! Your kids are in school, aren’t they? You must really love those soap operas!” *cackle cackle*
“No, I have never watched a soap-”
“I just can’t imagine how LOVELY that must be! How wonderful for you to have landed a man who lets you do that! He just works all day and supports you and your kids and you aren’t even LOOKING for work?”
“It’s just what he-”
“I NEVER had that luxury when my kids were young, Tess! I always had to work. My goodness! Surely there must be SOMETHING you could do with all that free time you have, help out a little, maybe a part time job at the grocery store. Can’t you even manage that much?”
“I could but-”
“Well you are just SO LUCKY! I would be bored myself but to each their own I suppose! It’s none of MY business, obviously, but aren’t you worried about retirement? Oh nevermind, I shouldn’t ask those things, I just always had to take care of myself, you know!”
She is such a bitch.
For real.
She’s one of those negative, energy-sucking vampire kind of people. *shudder*
Anyway. Not even she could have ruined my week. We had stuff to do.
We took the kids to a museum and got to walk through the Titanic exhibit. That was way cool. It was very sobering and by the end of it, standing at the wall reading the names, and seeing the sheer numbers, of those who were lost, I was blinking back tears.
So from there, and to help lighten the mood, we walked through the butterfly room. You cannot stand in a room swarming with beautiful butterflies that land on your fingers and head and be melancholy. You just cannot. And some of them were huge! Like paper-thin birds they were. It was awesome.
We took the kids out to eat at Cracker Barrel and then shopping at their favorite stores (Spencers and Hot Topic), places that aren’t available here in the sticks, and then dropped them off where they were going before heading home.
Where we were all alone.
For days.
But I’ll have to talk about that later.
I have to do our taxes today.
What? It’s not the 15th yet. Hush. I have time.
I guess if anything is going to ruin the lingering magic of last week, it’ll be the stupid IRS.
Bah.
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Monday April 13th, 2009 6:52am
Wow, she sounds like a bitch…
But I’m really happy to be reading that you are happy, its been a while since you’ve written that things are falling where they are supposed to.
:D I hope your happiness continues!
His mom really does sound like the evil mother-in-law that the movies always have fun showing.
I hope your happiness continues!
well personally i don’t think even the mighty IRS has the power to break that kind of spell. i am so glad that you two were able to have such a good long time together. oh and thank you for the chicken stuffed with asparagus idea, i made it yesterday for easter. nom nom nom! *winks* still sending you all that super good mojo. enjoy your day!
Would you believe the IRS made it even better?
My God. Nobody wake me up! I must be dreaming!
Clearly you are a stronger woman than I. Aggressive-passive-aggressiveness makes me all stabby.
Kaya,
Sounds like a good time. It sounds like someone doesn’t know her own son. Too bad, he’s a great guy, from what I’ve been told. ;)
Dave
Wash yer mouth out with soap, man! Thats not his mother, it’s his step-mother.
She really doesn’t know he or his sister very well, though that part isn’t entirely her fault.
Master’s mother passed away only about 10 years ago. So he and his sister were well into adulthood and independence when his father remarried this woman. But because she is so incredibly abrasive, there isn’t a close relationship between any of them. Plus, she insists on calling herself “Mom” to them, which is so very disrespectful to the memory of their mother that, I honestly don’t know how they don’t shoot her down every time she says it. I wasn’t lucky enough to have known Master’s mother (though I hear amazing stories of the woman she was) but even I have a twinge each time the step-mom refers to herself as their mother.
Master and his sister tolerate her for Dad’s sake. They love their father (and a more unlikely pair doesn’t exist. Dad is the epitome of sweetness and old man adoration, what he is doing with this woman is beyond me) but toleration is about all the emotion they can muster for her.
I do not regret as far away from her as we did. *nods*
Arrrrgh, Master’s mom is like that as weeeell and it’s terrible. She kicked me out of the house once because I was HANDICAPPED and had to quit my job because it was making it worse. And WHILE I was working she wanted me to look after her other (under 16 years old) three children while she jetted off around the world giving sex demonstrations and getting pissed on for cash.
And yet, this woman once had the NERVE to tell me “See how good my job is? If you get a good one like mine you can travel too!”
I highly respect you for your self-control. I’ll trade you some of my skinniness for some of it. :3
lol. Deal. Let’s trade!
Pissed on for cash???? Shit, there goes my suggestion about what to do to her! She really sounds like a peice of work.
Glad you had a good time! Glad you are back. Taxes; I have a phobia about them, I’ve always had a CPA do mine (I have a 1099) but this year I didn’t get my paperwork together until last week and he said he couldn’t get them done for me in time. :( So Dan is doing them, thank god. Still, I couldn’t sleep last night for worrying.
I am deathly afraid of the IRS. Like Hitler or Satan or whatever scary monster you can dream up. I wish we just all had a flat tax and that was that. Oh well.
Sorry about your MIL, I hate that passive-aggressive crap too. Gawd. Next time lie and tell her you sit home all day popping bon-bons in your mouth while watching TV AND taking a hot bath all at once. Express sympathy that she had to work so hard (“you poor thing! That must’ve been so difficult, I’m so glad I don’t have the problems you did” “Our retirement? It’s amazing, we’re very lucky” “Yes, I’m so privileged being able to stay home and take care of my family full time, not many are, like you, oops! heheh…sorry, I didn’t mean that the way it sounded, I’m sure your little job was/is important to *you*”) FUN! Agree with everything she says and make it even better! hahahah
Happy Pre Tax Day! :(
Oh God. I may try that next time! If I can get a word in edgewise, that is. She’s one of those shrill voiced people who never, ever, ever shuts. the. fuck. up.
I don’t think she breathes, I think she talks even as she’s inhaling, like a harmonica! Perhaps silence scares her, maybe she’s worried someone will call her on her fucked-upedness if she shuts up long enough.
Well. Aren’t I the catty bitch today! :D
Taxes were kind to us this year, barring an audit of some sort which would totally suck balls. So… I even love the IRS today.
The Titanic exhibit is amazing..when it was here in Hartford last year we took visiting grandchildren several times…it never got old, and having a ticket with your “name” on it was very sobering when reading the wall list and finding out if they or their families had survived….
So glad your week was awesome…
Karen
Could you just lie about it next time? I think at that point I would…”oh I have this AMAZING job- work all the time, take care of the kids and husband, cook, clean, wow, how DO I DO it all?” I’d just try to beat her at her own game. She don’t sound like she deserves much more.
Anyway, I’m glad you had such an awesome week!
Hell I think she should tell her that she’s a BDSM slut/cunt and does videos of porn online and gets paid for it……SHE WOULD DIE…LOL..and have a heart attack…*ponders this, then shake me head*..nah…
And actually…I was raised by my mother who is from the DEEP south, to repect my elders and all…but this lady..OMG…she’s evil incarnate. Seriously. I dis’ed her the first time I met kaya..and we went to visit her once…..kaya and da kids that she was ok….second time we visited…kids and kaya got headaches..really bad ones..LOL…and third time we visited..and mainly the last time….kaya thought we were there for several hours…but were only there for 30 minutes….she looked at me..and said…NOW I know..OMG..she is evil…
For example…she’ll be cooking dinner ( I won’t allow my family to eat there)…cough over everything, lick her fingers and touch everything….go to the bathroom and NOT wash her hands….and touch everything again…*cringes*…
Take this woman to a movie and be prepared to be asked to shut up or leave….she seriously can not keep her mouth shut……went to see Cats and Dogs with my nephews and sis and bro in law and Dad and Step monster…I moved…..she was that embarassing….she would yell saying that the movie was evil because cats and dogs don’t talk….we attempted quote unquote…to tell her it was JUST a movie…..she had to go to church that night and pray for forgiveness…she was a hard core bible thumper..Key word WAS…now after the pastor told her she was a crack pot..she doesn’t like church as much..LOL
I could go on and on and on…..
I really like your original suggestion. I bet that would shut her up…maybe for good?
It could be like my mother-in-law who asks me the same question over and over and over until I finally give her the answer she wants…..which inevitably is a lie because she didn’t like the truthful answer!
Next time your step-mom starts up, show her your blog. That will shut her up *evil grin*
i have a fear of my MIL/FIL getting that way… since we’re not going to have children (and my MIL pretty much stayed home to raise the kids till they got older), i’m just waiting for them to get upset that i’m not working. (we only got married not even a year ago and the economy is bad, plus i was in school for awhile, so i sort of had that as an excuse, but i know it wont last forever.)
it’s really awkward for me.
She sounds like a total meanie! However, to some extent I understand the resentment. Some women (ahem, like me :)) do have to do it *all* – work, household stuff, kids; and yes, as ungenerous as it might be, we feel envious of those who are less burdened.