tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post6385536310451668426..comments2024-03-27T19:04:31.290-05:00Comments on The Amazing Trips: and now ... for the Airing of our GrievancesThe Amazing Tripshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13761348688069779544noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-3669620612650158622009-04-23T20:52:00.000-05:002009-04-23T20:52:00.000-05:00How is my family crazy, let me count the ways:
1....How is my family crazy, let me count the ways:<br /><br />1. Dad told me when I was a young child that I needed to "grow up" so I could take care of my sisters. (I was 7 at the time, and I did, they still call me mom.)<br />2. Divorced from an ex Navy Seal who stabbed me while 7 months pregnant with son and wonders why the police won't let him get near him.<br />3. Broken up from long time boyfriend who slept with best friend while best friend lived with us with her newborn after her boyfriend beat her up, and I was pregnant with his child...slept with her throughout the pregnancy, I found out the good old fashioned way...std's!<br />4. Mom is an alcoholic. Really, I love her to death, but she is. <br />5. Ex MIL tell's my daughter I'm a whore and any other name she can think of, during her alloted 24 hour visitation weekly. Its now a game to us, what name she'll come up with next. <br />6. I have 74 FIRST cousins on my mother's side. <br />7. Two of those cousins are "with" my other cousins, and have BABIES. <br />8. Hubby's ex wife took us to the cleaners, hired a hitman, it failed, and she STILL isn't in jail. <br />9. During custody dispute btwn hubby and his Ex, the judge declared that since I make over "100K" a year, that child support should be raised to reflect that. (seriously, I don't even make CLOSE TO THAT!!! but they "said I did, because of all the things [house, car, airplane, snowmachines, ATV's all paid off] I have" Its called SAVING MONEY FOOLS!)<br />10. 9 yr old step-daughter is in therapy after she told her mom she'd rather kill herself than be with our family. (but she NEVER needs therapy when she's here. ONLY when she's with her mom...and she also is the sweetest little girl here, LOVES her sister and brothers, and LOVES being here...and CRIES hysterically when she is "forced to go back")<br />11. My uncle is married to my cousin.<br />12. My sister, who is 18 is living off me and my husband, we pay tuition, books, rent, car...etc while she's in college, but my parents claim her on their taxes. She calls me every day, and calls my parents on their birthdays.<br />13. I didn't have running water until I was 12. <br />14. I didn't have a TV until I was 8, and it was black and white...but SO COOL! <br />15. (I'm 31 years old)<br />16. My kids get weird diseases...like flesh eating virus, and stuff!<br />17. My grandfather was legally blind and deaf, but he took his dog sled out hunting almost every day, and came back with food for us to eat.<br />18. I live in "America!" but I HATE beef (gag) but we eat Caribou, Fish, Rabbit, Porcupine, Walrus, Beluga, Bowhead, Seal, Squirrel, Ducks, Geese, etc...and mostly with just potatoes or rice!<br />19. In order for my mom to babysit, I have to pay her in alcohol. My aunts and uncles? weed is the payment of choice.<br />20. I'm married to the COOLEST, BEST guy who is an AWESOME hunter, and an even better dad to our crazy bunch, and we're crazy in love... hehe...<br /><br />I have more, but I figured I'd stop at 20...Finnskimohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15796494092961147276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-5738939214526939292009-04-23T20:35:00.000-05:002009-04-23T20:35:00.000-05:00Uhm...I'm a follower, but I'm going to remain anon...Uhm...I'm a follower, but I'm going to remain anonymous, because I can't even imagine what my family would do if they knew I told anyone this... <br /><br />So, I have this "cousin" and this "uncle" who were sick and twisted individuals. My siblings and I were not allowed around them "alone" when we were growing up. We never knew why... Anyway, I have many first cousins, and many of them are girls. So, anyway, to make a long and sad story short...my cousin and uncle continuously raped my cousin and told her if she told she'd be in trouble. And no one knew about it, until she told me, when we were teenagers, and I forced her to go to the police. they went to jail and upon leaving jail, my cousin passed away unexpectedly (the girl cousin) and who were the two pallbearers at her funeral??? My Uncle and Cousin. No one in my family did anything about it. No one, except me. I made a large and very vicious scene in our church and under God's watchful eye. And still the person they blamed was me. They still don't talk to me. But, my cousin, I know she was happy that I stuck up for her. <br /><br />So THEN, I'm all sad and wondering why my large family all hates me...and I find out from my other cousin that every one of my aunts, a few of my uncles, and every-single-one of my female cousins over the age of 9 has been molested by SOMEONE in the family. Minus my sib's and me, of course. AND NO ONE SAID A WORD...and NO ONE thought it was wrong to have to sit next to your uncle who earlier that morning rubbed your leg at a funeral. WTF?<br /><br />Yeah...I didn't pick my family, and I don't choose to know them now. As far as my kids are concerned, my mom had only two siblings, not ten...and we have 10 cousins, not sixty. <br /><br />So, I read most of these, and I think I win. <br /><br />And thank you for allowing me to "air my grievance..." because I've really only ever been 1) too embarrassed to be related to people like that to tell anyone, and 2) to scared to tell anyone else, besides my husband, for fear that someone would find out it was me. So thank you. And may B.R. Rest In Peace knowing I'll always stick up for her...and my other cousins who's dad's didn't teach them that touching was not OK.<br /><br />Ugh, I feel the need to drink something right now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-30604597645058227162009-04-07T02:07:00.000-05:002009-04-07T02:07:00.000-05:00Oh my gosh, I immediately thought of you when I sa...Oh my gosh, I immediately thought of you when I saw this on the side of my Facebook profile!!! It's a fan page for cowbell! No joke!:<BR/>http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=520312080&ref=profile#/pages/Cowbell/36413251007?ref=nfThe Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18345607129891219363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-3197537865298568902009-04-02T22:15:00.000-05:002009-04-02T22:15:00.000-05:00One week before our wedding, my husbands brother m...One week before our wedding, my husbands brother mailed a 3-page letter to me, telling me all the reasons why he disliked me and thought his brother should not be marrying me. <BR/>BIL was a groomsman and notified me in this letter that he would not be standing up NOR attending our wedding. <BR/>All this because we did not ask his 13-year old daughter to be a "bridesmaid". <BR/>A few days later, we asked him to meet us at our church rectory to speak with us to our priest. My husband was distraught and wanted to resolve this situation. When we walked in, BIL looks an my husband and asks him "What is SHE doing here?". <BR/>Meaning me. <BR/>The priest (bless his heart) says "she's the bride. What are YOU doing here?". <BR/>So BIL and my husband exchange words, and start shoving each other and BIL takes a swing at my husband. <BR/>In the church rectory. <BR/>Two days before our wedding. <BR/>He did show up to our wedding and has a sour expression is every single picture. <BR/>I since call them the "out-laws" instead of the "in-laws". <BR/><BR/>Your Chi-town FriendAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-58154650558119839552009-04-02T19:11:00.000-05:002009-04-02T19:11:00.000-05:00I can't top some of the stories here (and am reall...I can't top some of the stories here (and am really glad about that!), but we do have our share of dysfunction in the family... most of it coming from my MIL. Luckily she lives in another country so we only see her about once a year or less, but when we do see her it's usually a pretty intense 2 weeks (either at our place or hers). She's actually friendly and fairly easy to get along with 95% of the time, but just occasionally gets so weird and turns on people for no good reason... I've suspected that she has a mild case of Borderline Personality Disorder. The worst was the last time we stayed with her and she was baking with my then 10 year old daughter. They were using a hand mixer to whip cream in a metal bowl that was in the metal kitchen sink at the time. That made me a bit paranoid about electrical safety, so I asked her to please move the bowl onto the counter away from the sink. Man, you would have thought I had called her an abusive woman trying to deliberately kill my child from the way she overreacted.... yelling at me, calling me names, yelling insults about my own mother (this was in front of all 3 of my kids, so she was insulting their other grandmother horribly in front of them), and finally threatening to slap me. In front of my kids. <BR/>Luckily our visit was only scheduled to last 2 more days, so we all just cleared out for a day and then tried to avoid each other as much as possible. Since then she's come to visit us and we had a good time, but I do feel like I can't really ever let my guard down when she's around.Anitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09310975094601741976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-5120019195640341782009-04-02T17:21:00.000-05:002009-04-02T17:21:00.000-05:00To start off, my father is about to be married for...To start off, my father is about to be married for the third time to a woman 18 years his junior. He has 5 kids as well as 2 "step" daughters, who are actually the result of a relationship that ended their marriage, but she still decided to give them his last name. <BR/><BR/>His first wife is a total nut job, and is still hung up on him. She took every penny that they could get, and he paid child support and everything else that she took him to court for until his kids were 18. <BR/><BR/>She starts fights with her 4 daughters, constantly refusing to speak to them "ever again" if they stay in contact with our father. Whenever she is in need of help with one of her many law suits, or wants to see her grandsons, she always reunites with them. My oldest sister finally took a stand and refuses contact with her after many MANY arguments.<BR/><BR/>My father's only son (product of the crazy lady), is a total mommy's boy, and refuses to see our father unless he has to settle his $10,000 gambling debt. He is the spitting image of our father, personality and appearance wise. He is also 36 and is married to a 23 year old.<BR/><BR/>My father is also involved in another conflict with my aunt, who accused him of having an affair with his wife-to-be sometime in between his full time job, caring for his 10 year old daughter (myself at the time), and taking care of his wife (my aunt's sister) who was dying from cancer. <BR/><BR/>My dad and future stepmother started dating 2 years after my mom's passing. The reason for my father's delayed nuptials is due to the fact that he is still in love with my mother, and she was his real true love.<BR/><BR/>My family is a whole big bag of crazy in every way!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-67571351308096029862009-04-02T16:51:00.000-05:002009-04-02T16:51:00.000-05:00See Jen - you are NOT alone! Everyone's family is...See Jen - you are NOT alone! Everyone's family is dysfunctional!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-28015859508844942012009-04-02T13:06:00.000-05:002009-04-02T13:06:00.000-05:00my mom wrote my aunt and cousin asking to have a r...my mom wrote my aunt and cousin asking to have a real relationship and not this fake thing they have been doing over the years. they responded by telling her she was dead in their eyes, twice. This after she battled cancer for 17 years. 2 years later she died and I didn't contact them per my mother's wishes. flash forward 4 years, I am talking with my aunt and she asks how my mother is. I tell her her sister has been dead for 4 years. Fun times... and that's just my side.<BR/><BR/>Both my brother in law and father in law committed suicide by shooting themselves (FIL did it front of dozens of people on a busy 4 lane road). <BR/><BR/>Our family is full of crazy and tragedy. We just keep plugging away!LoveLladrohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13978797008813692988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-11884611483046916752009-04-02T11:15:00.000-05:002009-04-02T11:15:00.000-05:00Wow what a great book this would be. Jen and one o...Wow what a great book this would be. Jen and one of the many cuzzins better keep thier MOUTH SHUT.......Aunt Gracenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-59886398012558491142009-04-02T11:07:00.000-05:002009-04-02T11:07:00.000-05:00Got a good bat shit crazy story for you. My husba...Got a good bat shit crazy story for you. My husband lost his mother in his early twenties, and his father quickly remarried a divorced old family friend (dad and mom were high school sweethearts, I think dad remarried quickly because he didn't know how to be alone and new wife was familiar ). So, the new wife should be institutionalized she is so crazy. They've been married almost 20 years, and live practically seperate lives. I could write a book, but a few examples of her insanity: They recently came to visit us to help us move, and she brought her own sheets, towels, rubber gloves and FOOD! She kept most of her food in her suitcase. We bought bananas on a trip to the store together and she took a few of them and hid them on a high shelf. When I found them and returned them to the bowl, she said "oh, I guess dad can have those now" like my family has some kind of dirty disease or something. I am a meticulous housekeeper (some would say a neat freak), but I guess not good enough for her. She and dad have seperate bedrooms and bathrooms at the house. She won't share a bathroom with him or mix their laundry because she says he has fungus. And the best - after hurricane Katrina (they live in the New Orleans suburbs)she refused to return home until dad had the house "disenfected" even though they had no water in the house or any damage at all. She made him rent her an apartment 75 miles away (that she still rents to this day and spends a few weeks each month in) IN CASE they have to evacuate again (I guess she has hotel phobia too). I asked her why she was still putting the financial burden on my retired FIL for the apartment when she could easily evacuate and stay with her daughter if need be, and she said "Dad's first wife owned half this house and left it to the kids when she died. If dad dies, the house belongs to the kids and I would have to leave immediately and I need to have somewhere to go." Like my husband or his sister would kick her out - she is nuts. Dad just booked a trip to visit us in July for my twins second birthday, and she won't be joining him because "staying at my house upsets her allergies and dry eyes." We have no pets, so not sure how my house is allergic, but glad dad is coming alone. There's my grievance for the week.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-86362351552987145692009-04-02T09:10:00.000-05:002009-04-02T09:10:00.000-05:00I married INTO crazy.Let's see... my uncle-in-law...I married INTO crazy.<BR/><BR/>Let's see... my uncle-in-law is in his late 50s and still lives in his father's house rent free - get this - WITH his mail order bride from Korea and her prostitute sister's bastard son. Figure it out.<BR/><BR/>Not to be left out, my BIL lives in his grandparent's basement, and he is about to turn 40. He's been living there, rent free, since the age of 19. He "inherited" the house when his (and my DH's) grandparents passed away. My MIL had had the will changed so that her poor poor son wouldn't be out on the street. We could have contested it.<BR/><BR/>MIL is a drunk. She has Hep C and has been in and out of the hospital for years. She has used DH's name and SS# on hospital/ambulance records, so we occasionally get collection calls on her behalf. She has also used my parents' names on CC applications. Oh yeah, and she told someone she wished our girls were dead, and she showed up late and drunk to our wedding.<BR/><BR/>FIL left MIL 11 years ago for a much younger woman "J." When MIL went crazy on J, J left. FIL started dating C and dated her for 10 years. When J called one day and announced that she was divorced and single again, FIL ditched C and started seeing J. J has two kids who are the same age or younger than FIL's OWN GRANDKIDS. FIL has suddenly decided he doesn't want to spend time with us.<BR/><BR/>BUT I have some drama in my own family.<BR/><BR/>My uncle's wife has Munchhausens by Proxy. She once called my grandpa saying to "come quick" because her son wasn't breathing. When he got there, auntie asked to take a shower while her son lie blue on the floor. They're getting divorced now, and she has claimed that my uncle sexually abused the kids and she refuses to follow the court orders to allow him to have custody. The court psychologist just gave his report a week ago that my aunt-in-law is NUTS and the kids should be removed from her care ASAP.<BR/><BR/>Are we having fun yet???<BR/><BR/>On the other side of my family, I have a cousin who has major emotional outbursts and may someday become a serial killer (my apologies in advance). He had to be removed from regular classrooms, and his sister was sent to live in another state for her own safety.<BR/><BR/>Another cousin married a multi-millionaire who was disowned for the wedding.<BR/><BR/>Yet another cousin was raped 15 years ago and since then has imagined boyfriends and joined a cult.<BR/><BR/>My uncle (through marriage) approached my aunt (through marriage) after my uncle - aunt's husband - died. He offered to leave his wife - my other aunt - and run away with her. She declined.<BR/><BR/>And lastly...<BR/><BR/>When my AWESOME great-grandma passed away four years ago, she had been living with my grandma for a year. She was in her NINETIES and had lived alone for decades. When my grandma went to clean her house one last time and sift through her belongings to grieve, she arrived to an empty house. Grandma's cousins - with word that the old lady kicked the bucket - took EVERYTHING, leaving only a few items of clothes.<BR/><BR/>It's a miracle I'm so well-adjusted.lorenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18384297546464659823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-88108457553145569992009-04-02T08:13:00.000-05:002009-04-02T08:13:00.000-05:00last year the man, neighbor, that had molested me,...last year the man, neighbor, that had molested me, i had told my mom about it, she told me "it never happened". he also molested my sister, my cousins, and many other young girls for years, was convicted and is now a registered sex offender. when it came out in the paper, my mom sent him a card, "because he had suffered enough". sad........Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-89495451077957747122009-04-02T07:33:00.000-05:002009-04-02T07:33:00.000-05:00WELL! I have this cousin that writes this blog. Sh...WELL! <BR/><BR/>I have this cousin that writes this blog. She has a set of triplets and then one adorable little guy. <BR/><BR/>Anyway, she is always giving stuff away on this blog (that shall remain nameless) She is going to be in a marathon with her husband and my sister.......that's not all! <BR/><BR/>AND <BR/><BR/>OH! UUUUUUUU Whoops!Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04395804927366343180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-90531526297102912802009-04-02T02:07:00.000-05:002009-04-02T02:07:00.000-05:00Oh God who knew there were so many crazy families ...Oh God who knew there were so many crazy families out there. I can't read anymore, got through about 10, because in my current mental state I can't take anymore.<BR/><BR/>I'm so sorry for all of you who have suffered through these horrors. Jen hope your family horror doesn't begin to match some of thesewinecathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07033530470009978632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-3066787186999058602009-04-02T01:54:00.000-05:002009-04-02T01:54:00.000-05:00I haven't read any posts yet but the craziest fami...I haven't read any posts yet but the craziest family thing that rings in my mind is my Dad and my aunt getting into a fight about buttering toast.<BR/><BR/>Dad's theory was you butter the toast and but the two buttered sides together to keep them warm and share the butter. My Aunt's theory was the opposite a HUGE fight erupted at Easter brunch one year over the issue. They barely spoke to each other again - over toast!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-72398590543272336662009-04-02T00:59:00.000-05:002009-04-02T00:59:00.000-05:00ohhh - I think you know all my crazy stories. Its...ohhh - I think you know all my crazy stories. Its the reason I live a gajillion miles away - it keeps me sane. I refuse to get sucked in to the drama. . . and in order to do that I limit all discussion to weather, the kids and shopping.<BR/><BR/>The apex of my parents nuttiness was their behavior after the birth of my triplets. My parents - supposedly here to help my husband and I - with the delivery of my triplets over the Xmas holiday and our 2 year old - were . . .there are no words . . .<BR/><BR/>To sum it up - 1 week after delivering my triplets, I was in an ambulance at the ER being diagnosed with a potentially fatal and rare autoimmune disease. I was septic with infection, all my internal organs were enlarged, my platlets were so low that I was bleeding in to my lungs, and the doctors were hoping that I wouldn't develop a brain bleed as is typical with this disease and stroke out. Meanwhile - my husband was left at home with my 2 year old and newborn triplets. The hospital I was in was in walking distance to my house. I was admitted the day before Xmas and there until after the new year.<BR/><BR/>Did my mother visit me in the hospital? Did my father? Did they help my husband with the triplets? Did they help my husband with my 2 year old? Answer= no.<BR/><BR/>Did they spend the whole time recreating the fights they had with my sister during her teen years? Did they insist on doing things like cook big holiday meals for my sisters Xmas? Did they go to the gym and work out? Answer = yes.<BR/><BR/>If you ask them if any of this ever happened, they would be shocked and wonder why you were making all this up??<BR/><BR/>Get the picture . . . . .jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16316464685609805737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-82445435316418132252009-04-02T00:45:00.000-05:002009-04-02T00:45:00.000-05:00At age 2 I decided I didn't like my father (feelin...At age 2 I decided I didn't like my father (feeling was mutual), so I went to live with my grandfather. I found him dead, was locked in a cupboard by my uncle while they dealt with it and returned to my parents at the age of 7. I was molested by my brother at 7 for over a year.<BR/>On my 9th birthday I poured boiling water over my face and body to stop him. It worked.<BR/>My father beat my mother and us until at least I left home. I left three weeks before my 18th birthday, 2 days before my final Year 12 exam. I had a broken arm, a broken nose and 3 broken ribs. <BR/>On my 18th birthday I left town and lived in my car (I had been working/planning to leave since I was 8) until Uni started. I went to Uni but suffered malnutrition and fainted a lot due to not eating anything (no money does that).<BR/>When I met my future husband, we were sharing money/car by 4 weeks. Life improved dramatically. We moved in after 9 months. <BR/>My parents found out (I still spoke to them on birthdays for some reason) and placed a full page ad in their local newspaper to say I was dead. Obviously disowned.<BR/><BR/>My boyfriend (now husband) wrote them a note telling them they were hypocrites due to what my brother had done. My father didn't know (don't worry when my Mum found out when I was 13 he was forced to apologise). He forgave him - the christian way.<BR/>We invited them to our wedding 2 years later, they came. They paid for a toaster. The speeches were great as we had just finished Uni and everyone commented on what great workers we were (we shared a full time job at a pub for last 2 1/2 years) and how amazing that we had acheived so much alone. <BR/> <BR/>We moved to another state (we had been only 3 hours away - not far enough). My mother came to visit to forgive and forget 4 years later, I found out I was pregnant when my Mum was there. After having our first child we went for a visit to Victoria to see all relatives, I went back to that town for the first time in 10 years. <BR/><BR/>On return to NSW I had a phone call from my father offering an apology. I accepted. He had a mental breakdown the next day. Diagnosed with delusions, demensia and depression. He still doesn't remember why I hate him. A few months later I took my baby and went down for suicide watch (my Mum worked full time) for 2 weeks. The deal was, if I found him dead I would leave him for two hours just to make sure (my sister and I had agreed on this). He confessed to having molested the foster children we had while I was growing up (only the boys, never his own children - seemed to be the excuse). He confessed to police and was given a good behaviour bond because he was "suffering enough". <BR/>My Mum has had pancreatic and liver cancer for 2 1/2 years. She gave up full time work in January while he hasn't worked for 25 years (he plays the piano - apparently that is art). She is waiting for us to come for easter so she can die.<BR/><BR/>My father and my brother are both baptist ministers. My brother dismissed my father from playing the piano last year because he molested children. I emailed him to tell him glass houses shouldn't throw stones. He informed me that he was looking after his spiritual life. I emailed his wife and told her what he had done as a 15 year old and to make sure his girls were safe (I actually thought she knew already - our deal was he would tell every girlfriend for 20 years - which explains why he didn't marry for 21 years).<BR/><BR/>I live in another country now, my family is my husband and 3 kids - my kids understand that I don't like the men in my family, but they don't know why. It's hard to respect your mother with all that as well - but I do at least love her. If my mother dies first I will not be attending my fathers funeral. He is already dead as far as I am concerned. <BR/>My girls are 10 and 6, my son is 7 They are unscared emotionally and as long as they have their father and I around they will remain so. It is my mission and I can do anything.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-13666319797363252102009-04-02T00:26:00.000-05:002009-04-02T00:26:00.000-05:00I forgot my father-in-law (I"m the one with the di...I forgot my father-in-law (I"m the one with the divorce and new step family in 4 months). <BR/><BR/>When my hubby and I were dating (we dated through college and a little before) my FIL determined that I was a bad girl, and he thought I'd been sexually abused as a kid (That never happened to me.) and that I was bad for his son (I'm a good kid who grew up in church, singing in choir, and volunteering at camp, all that jazz, I never smoke, drank, did drugs, or anything really, i am the quintessential goody-two shoes). <BR/><BR/>But I wasn't good enough for his kid, so he determined, without asking anyone else to make sure I was really who I said I was. He essentially "felt me up" and violated me emotionally to ensure that I wasn't attracted to him...yeah, he was that insane. <BR/><BR/>I was mortified and totally emotionally torn apart, because here I was in love with his son, going to marry him once college was done, and here my future FIL was treating me extremely inappropriately. I finally came clean to my boyfriend, and he seriously considered hitting his dad. <BR/><BR/>A few days later my FIL called a "family meeting" to discuss the issue. My MIL learned what was going on at the meeting, she had no idea. My BIL and SIL still don't know what happened. <BR/><BR/>We got married awhile later. The family has never discussed that situation again. My hubby and I still do sometimes, it's a pretty nasty experience. <BR/><BR/>So between all 4 parents, my hubby and I can trust my dad, and his mom with our future kids. And my dad is afraid of little kids. It'll be quite an experience...<BR/><BR/>Whew! That feels even better!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-19487578088347324422009-04-01T23:41:00.000-05:002009-04-01T23:41:00.000-05:00I got married in May '06. Not even a year after t...I got married in May '06. Not even a year after that, Feb '07, my mom kicked my dad out (they had been married for almost 26 years), just days after valentines day. <BR/><BR/>A few weeks later, I talk to her about needing some space, and ask her to please give us a year to process this before she starts dating again. I knew she wanted to find someone else, but I hoped she would respect us that much. <BR/><BR/>Their divorce finalizes at the end of april that year. My little brother graduated from high school a couple weeks later. Not even a week after his graduation, she leaves to go on "vacation" with her "friend" about whom she assured us "there was nothing going on." <BR/><BR/>She got re-married at the end of June 07, to her "friend." She finally came back to visit us a few weeks later, so we could meet our stepfather. My little brother (who needed a lot of parenting still), was left to live all alone in the middle of nowhere where we grew up. <BR/><BR/>So, in just over 4 months, I went from having parents that had lived together for 25 years, to a new step family states away. I still haven't met my step-brother. While all this was going on, I was having my first wedding anniversary, buying our first house, being almost fired from a job, and got rear-ended by a kid with no insurance. But that was all of no consequence to anyone else. And she wonders why I'm still emotionally distant!<BR/><BR/>Whew! That feels betterAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-83416316960930063072009-04-01T22:33:00.000-05:002009-04-01T22:33:00.000-05:00Oh oh pick me! After my father in law man handled...Oh oh pick me! <BR/>After my father in law man handled my mother in law at my house on my husbands birthday, we had to call the police. He took off before the police showed up, but a few hours later he picked her up the corner (like a criminal) and back to TX they went.<BR/><BR/> A week later we got a hone call telling us about it being our fault that his dad lost his temper. It was our fault because we don't allow him to be himself at our house -meaning we don't like him to swear in front of our kids. Not to mention the horror of not letting him drink soda in our living room. Who cares about the drink certainly being spilled by six little hands (on my floor and couch), or the fact that he has hepatitis B and the disease can be transferred to our children through sharing drinks! <BR/><BR/>But yes, it was all our fault he man handled her. I think it is a birthday my husband will never forget.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06799206797837693770noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-63868435236043798282009-04-01T22:25:00.000-05:002009-04-01T22:25:00.000-05:00So ashamed to admit ANY relation to these people, ...So ashamed to admit ANY relation to these people, but here we go... My (step)cousin was recently charged with child abuse. He broke the arm of his girlfriend's 4 yo son. My aunt & uncle have ACTUALLY hired an absolutely fabulous (& very expensive) attorney to defend him...really. Shouldn't people like this just be locked up & the key tossed? His sister recently got knocked up AT A NIGHTLCUB by some random guy (again, step cousin). My cousin, their step sister, was married for thirteen years (six children) then got pregnant as the result of an affair by a man she met at CHURCH. Two of my step aunts' husbands died "accidently" within one year of each other. Both couples were headed toward seriously messy divorces. No one has ever dared say a thing. My parents are..well, different...I could go on for days & days. My father is a conspiracy theorist & my mom likes to stir the pot. Any pot. My parents were driving me into a suicidal depression, so my husband joined the military. That's right. With the certainty of moving every two-four years to random locations across the globe, we are pretty much guaranteed they won't be packing up & moving next door. Finally, drum roll please...when my wonderful grandmother passed, (1)my step grandfather refused to have a closed casket. In order to hide my grandmother's sickly appearance he requested the funeral home put extra makeup on her (she looked like a working girl). He was laughing wildly as everyone came up to see her & said, "she can't run & hide from me now!". (2) At the same funeral, my crazy Aunt (married into the family) told my mom she was going to kick her a** so my other Aunt (born into the family) followed her outside while removing her jewelry so they could have a good, ole' fashion catfight. Needless to say, the police were called. We have not returned home for a funeral, wedding, baptism or any other significant event since. <BR/><BR/>Feelin' any better, Jen!! Pop open a bottle of wine & have a drink for me :).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-63002237450865243982009-04-01T22:13:00.000-05:002009-04-01T22:13:00.000-05:00Our family seems to be shrouded in mysteries I did...Our family seems to be shrouded in mysteries I didn't even know existed. Last month, I found out the man I thought was my older brother (and grew up with) isn't actually biologically related to me at all, OMG. His mother, M, and my father had been dating, but she returned briefly home to her native country and became pregnant while there. Apparently, they made a pact to have this little boy think that A (my father) was his father. A and M later divorced for good, but the little boy was still kept in the dark about who his father was (why, I have no idea). A, my father, eventually married S, my mother, and had my sister and I. We were all raised with love as brothers and sisters (along with the two little boys from my mother's previous marriage). I had NO IDEA there was any murky waters about any of our parentage until talking with my mother in the car last week about how lucky it was my sister, brother, and I had been not to inherit our father's pointy chin, when she was like "you do not that he's not A's real son, right?" OMG. <BR/><BR/>There's another mystery too. My uncle (A's younger brother) died of AIDs many years ago. I was four years old when I attended the funeral, and really remember nothing about him. I wasn't told anything about how he had died at the time, but found out last year he had been gay, which was painful at the time for my deeply religious grandmother. So many cover ups... it's really sad. I wish I had known about these things. I think that it can sometimes happen in religious families this way - it seems easier to not talk about things and sweep them under the carpet instead of talking about them and acknowledging what happened. Of course, that's a whole 'nother story because despite my grandmther's religious convictions, my father is a devout atheist. Now there's drama on a plate.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-38038392279522613562009-04-01T22:01:00.000-05:002009-04-01T22:01:00.000-05:00I could definitly win an award for Crazy in my fam...I could definitly win an award for Crazy in my family (notice the capitol "C", yeah, we put that there). So here's just one:<BR/>When moving to Texas from California, uppon arrival we discovered that our apartment was NOT wheelchair accessible. We had to find a hotel, it was very late at night, we were tired from driving for days. We called husby's parents in Arkansas to share our staggering disappointment and they offered to put us up until we could get it straightened out but told us to stay put for the night and see what the manager said in the morning. Next, called my mom to tell her the same thing. My mother was so upset and said that this was all a grand scheme orchastrated by husby's parents and grandparents in Arkansas to get us to come stay with them!!!! WTF?!?! She believed this whole hartedly for months and possibly years. Talk about crazy and totally out of left field there! <BR/><BR/>Here's one more, just because I want that cow bell:<BR/><BR/>My mom is convinced that she was once part of a secret government "experiment" regarding ESP. Yeah, she thinks she might have been psychic and secret agents were sent to ask her questions while posing as home loan applicants when she worked for a mortgage company. <BR/><BR/>Oh,yeah, one more...one year she was staking a train to meet her husband in San Francisco from Los Angeles because he had been working there temporarily. The day before she left she called me, my sister, and all her friends and told them she thought he was planning on killing her there. She said he was acting weird on the phone so of course she naturally thought he was going to kill her (again, WTF?) It turns out he was renting an apartment temporarily instead of a motel room. Surprise! <BR/><BR/>Ohhh, there are so many more stories! I'm a lucky girl :-|Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-12348618755693310302009-04-01T21:58:00.000-05:002009-04-01T21:58:00.000-05:00So now that everybody said all that, I think it's ...So now that everybody said all that, I think it's time for JEN to air all! :D<BR/><BR/>I give 2nd place to the brother marrying his sister, and first place to rippin the corpse outa the coffin! Can ya beat that, Jen? :D<BR/><BR/>~Cindy! :)<BR/>..~Cindy! :Dnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24756113.post-2771039174111658012009-04-01T20:45:00.000-05:002009-04-01T20:45:00.000-05:00After losing our 2 year old daughter to a window s...After losing our 2 year old daughter to a window shade cord suddenly and months of living at the "scene of the accident" as I like to describe it, we decided to try and sell our house in this bad economy. It sold in two days! We had to be out in one month. Still grieving our daughter we (well mostly me and a friend of mine because my husband was out of town working) packed up the entire house. No help from my parents except for them to tell us we could stay with them while we shopped for a new home. The night my friend and I unloaded into my parents garage the final load of stuff, I suffering from severe over working and emotional and physical exhaustion, I sit down for the first time in what seemed like days, on my parents couch. I was sitting there thinking, "Whew!!!" <BR/><BR/>My dad walks into the living room and says, "Hey guess what? We just sold our house, we have to be out in 30 days...boy am I glad you are here to help us pack and move!" <BR/><BR/>SERIOUSLY????L.A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/14441453289807995619noreply@blogger.com