The Christmas dinner that wasn't...

I have had a new sister in law for the past couple years. I like her but the food she can eat is limited and she can't even have milk. I can't tell her and my half brother this because he is dealing with laws school, a job, and a growing family. And she is chasing an almost two year old while helping with cooking, cleaning, etc… this is my seque into the fact they have been making dinners the past year so I can't complain to them, but I'm sorry this food is bland, their is no flavor. It has me dreaming about butter, cream, salt and pepper.

I am going to turn into one of those annoying relatives who makes her own sides before hand and eats before hand just so I don't hurt their feelings. This coming Thanksgiving I am going to offer to bring turkey gravy and Irish butter if possible to save the dinner. This dinner needs saving do badly. I feel like I am eating the food they serving at a olds people home or a hospital.

This is one of the reason this dinner needed saving, the second reason is my brothers wife was sick and he asked her and then my brother to go to the point that he was in tears. It was anger like this that made me spend my teenage and college years reading in my room, fiction was always better than reality. It was so awkward after he left I was nice to brother because I love him and my half brother equally, this also means I might be eating two meals rather than one to keep the peace.

This event triggered me though since I was yelled at the previous night by my God willing soon to be ex bf because I had to borrow his keys and accidentally locked him out. To follow by yesterday night with more yelling and screaming, well at least I will have something to talk about in therapy in a couple weeks, yeah…not…it wad like lorelai and the magnolia movie I wanted those hours of my life back.

My bf was okay with it because oddly he is used to the family drama and trauma. I am not even going to comment on this, it's too easy. At this point all I want for Christmas is too be a beach, eat food with flavor, and get something resembling a thoughtful, gave my half brother 40 plus options on elfster he used none of them, cash would have been better or a sbux card at least I would use those. Forgive me I have no expectations when it comes to holidays or birthdays any more, but even with that it mind, it still was bad. In the words of the critic “it stinks”. Have you ever had plans that even with no expectations you were still very disappointed?

I look forward to your thoughts or comments. Xoxo, the multifaceted nerd