Please tell me I'm NOT crazy (about this anyway)

Wed, 09 Jan 2008 07:34:54 GMT

Okay, there is concern then there is over the top borderline psychotic. At least this is my way of thinking...

See, my mom and sis are totally mental about me and the kids calling when we get home. If they call us and we don't answer they go into panic mode. Not just ... oh I hope they are alright, hope they aren't stranded on the side of the road somewhere. Nope, not even close! They are thinking we are DEAD on the side of the road. They think we have been raped and left for the vultures somewhere in another state. They think we've been drugged and tied up by our toenails in some basement somewhere in the ghetto, I don't know.

Tonight my phone was turned down because I was in a meeting. I forgot to turn it back up. Ever forget something? It happened to me! Anyhoo, I picked up Marina from their house and went to the store on the way home. I also got a call from my dad and talked to him for about 20 minutes. When I got home I put away groceries, did a bunch of stuff around the house and sat down for a few minutes to do nothing. Marina reminded me that we hadn't called my mom or sis yet to let them know we were home. I said "shit! my phone is turned down" Marina grabbed my phone and there were at least I REPEAT AT LEAST 20 recent calls from my sister. Marina called her back and told her we were home and we just got caught up in doing things around the house. Marina laughed and called her a paranoid freak. My sis then demanded to talk to me, yelled at me because she says we are so inconsiderate! How dare I make fun of her for being worried about us. Then she went into this huge speech about the whole thing.

I do not have a normal life! I can't just come home, spend time with my kids, read, watch a show... No way! I have to make sure I call them before they file a missing persons report. My mom and sis has actually driven all the way out here before when I didn't call them. This was in the middle of the night!!! They drove an hour to get here, saw my car was in the driveway and they left and went back home. Is it me or are they a little over the top here?

My sister made up this promise that my kids MUST recite to her at the end of every single visit or telephone call. It goes something like this...

Drive careful, sleep good, keep warm, and don't go near that field.   This field she speaks of is now a crap load of houses. When we first moved into this house the land across the street was an empty field. Scott would sometimes take the kids to go look at the weird insects and frogs that lived in the field. Well, when my sis found out she flipped her lid!   That field is dangerous! You don't know what could be out there! What if something happened to the kids? What then? Wouldn't you feel so awful? Well, the kids loved going exploring. I wasn't gonna stop them so I became the WORST MOTHER EVER! And continue to be so.

There are days that I don't talk to my mom or sis at all. What about those days? I could be laying in a gutter somewhere with my kids then. I just don't get it at all. I get being concerned about family. I am totally a worrier myself. This though has crossed the line into CRAZY. What would they do if I moved out of state I wonder? I get closer and closer to wanting to with every call I get.

Well, this little ranting doesn't even scratch the surface of this annoying problem of mine. I can't get the words out to describe how truly horrible they really are about the whole thing. So, I will now stop writing.

Thank you for reading about my silly problem

Fri, 28 Dec 2007 09:34:09 GMT

Alrighty then, this is my first entry....

I have joined livejournal because time and time again my dear friend Dave has asked me to.

I suppose I will write about the holiday that has just passed.   I am making a promise to myself right now in front of whoever is around that I will begin shopping for next Xmas NOW! OMG I had so much last minute shopping to do I could hardly stand it. And on top of that I had a 3 tiered wedding cake and 9 other Xmas cakes to deliver on the 23rd of Dec. I still haven't finished Xmas shopping and it's already December 28th!!! My daughter Marina turned 14 on Xmas eve to round things off! We will be having a party for her sometime in the next few weeks or so.   Then for some more fun I was soooo happy to give my mom her present. She had hinted for it all year long and I just knew that this year would be the year I finally knew what to get her. I spend xmas eve with my inlaws and xmas day with my family. My mom spends xmas eve and xmas day with my family. My family does presents on xmas eve then my mom, sis and bro in law come over to my house and spend the night for xmas day. Well, I had a few more things to wrap... okay, okay I had a crapload of things to still wrap. My moms gift, the one I was soooo proud of was sitting up in my room waiting to be wrapped. My mom had gone off to bed. My sis and bro in law and I were still up. I went up to get the gift, which was in a HUGE box, bring it down and wrap it. As I am carefully walking down the stairs with the box I hear my bro in law make some weird noise like ugh. Then my sis tells him to shhh. I knew there was a problem. I got down the stairs safely and asked what the hell was going on. My sis said she didn't want to tell me. I made her. She said that my mother had already received that gift that night. She got it from my cousin who KNEW one of her daughters was getting it for her!!! My heart sank. It was one of the only presents I knew was truly wanted by my mom and I was so excited to give it to her. Oh well, it was too late now. I wrapped it and it was there in the morning for her to open. She loved it anyway and said she can use them both which I know she can but still!

My kids gave almost no hints this Xmas. Daisy just said she wanted a new wardrobe and Marina said pretty much nothing. Of course the day before xmas they decided they wanted that damn Guitar Hero game. Of course it was sold out everywhere! Why can't they tell me these things in advance? I don't know why I worry. I worry and worry and they always ALWAYS end up with way way way too much crap anyhow.

Wow, I have gone on and on and have written nothing of any importance. That's what happens at 1:00 in the morning I guess.

mistyvamp

Please tell me I'm NOT crazy (about this anyway)