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Anonymous wrote:I’m not spending the holidays this year with my large, very loud, and very argumentative family (that I love but drive me crazy) this year due to DH work conflicts, and was really looking forward to a nice chill nuclear family Christmas with my DH and teens but all my siblings are calling and texting me incessantly to share THEIR petty vents about the other siblings, their spouses, and our parents. So I’m getting second hand drama from 2000 miles away when all I want to do is watch tv and drink cocoa in peace.

I don’t know if your phone works the same way mine does, but I have to press the green button to talk to people who call. Like if I’m in the middle of my Law & Order marathon of shows that I can practically recite by heart, I just don’t hit that button. Then I call back later, if I want. Try it. See if it works on your phone that way.

This is peak snark. Love it. PP with the uncreative advice, "stay home" this is how it's done.

Nope. Predictable, not creative, not funny. Welcome to the Everybody Loves Raymond fan club.

You’ve been outvoted every time. It’s funny and pure DCUM snark. Go play with your electric mixer that your kids bought you and have a totes awesome holiday. 😘

Nope. It was stupid and to try-hard. But the simple people “LOL”ed.

not PP

My in laws insist every year on using 40 year old stretched out and threadbare Star Wars and Sesame Street sheets on the 24” tall air mattresses they bought for our kids and they always end up all bunched up by morning. We’ve tried buying them new sheets before we arrive and they always return them before we arrive. Last year we bought and pre-washed two sets of new sheets made for deep mattresses and brought them with us in a checked bag. We made the beds ourselves before my father in law had a chance to do it himself so they had to keep the sheets.

This year? The beds were pre-made with the Star Wars and Sesame Street sheets and the new sheets are nowhere to be found. WTAF???

My kids love my mac and cheese so I made it for Christmas Eve. I accidentally made it with ground ginger instead of ground mustard.

It was not good.

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I spent yesterday in the ER. Mom to 4 (3 teens) and DH. Usually Christmas Eve is the big day. Huge dinner. I bought all groceries already. I send my husband home while I’m in the ER. They want to admit me for pain management and to see a specialist Monday. I choose discharge to see my family. Come home to a filthy house at 8pm and my husband trying to cook the prime rib. I barely salvage the meal that I don’t eat. Teens all on couches on phones. Managed to have Santa arrive. Teens are all now sitting among mess with their $$$ presents, and the house is still a mess. My DH just came in asking why I need to rest. Maybe I should have chosen hospital admission….

Oh that's awful. I hope you are feeling better and that the specialist can help. You really need to sit down and have a family meeting. I've been in a similar situation and I had to sit everyone down, calmly, and tell them that 1) I need help 2) this is what they need to do and 3) I am disappointed in them

Sometimes we are taken for granted because we do everything for everyone so quietly and seamlessly. Make some noise and take some time for yourself.

I would have lost my shit, I can totally picture the phones and the expensive gifts in my mind.

Man some of you need a huge chill pill!

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Anonymous wrote:My kid threw up at the beginning of Xmas dinner and now I’m eating Xmas dinner on a paper plate on hold with feta trying to change our flight from early tomorrow morning.

Oh man. That sucks. I’m sorry. For flight changes, try mozzarella. It’s better. 😬

Lol- delta. Feta sounds pretty gross right now, tbh.

LOL, I thought it was a vomit euphemism.

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Anonymous wrote:My kid threw up at the beginning of Xmas dinner and now I’m eating Xmas dinner on a paper plate on hold with feta trying to change our flight from early tomorrow morning.

Oh man. That sucks. I’m sorry. For flight changes, try mozzarella. It’s better. 😬

Lol- delta. Feta sounds pretty gross right now, tbh.

Anonymous wrote:DH and I made a big, lovely dinner. We spent hundreds on groceries.

ILs are now in the kitchen dividing it all up to take home. Whatever, I’m letting DH handle his people, or not. But I did take over the turkey distribution because I want some to freeze for tetrazzini.

In my family, no one would dream of taking leftovers unless they were offered. It is so freaking rude.

Yeah, my petty-self would have containers ready for those leftovers as soon as they leave the table and before dessert is served. I’d have a secret cooler in the garage or porch to store that. In-laws would come into the kitchen to find a bunch of dirty, empty serving dishes.

Anonymous wrote:Among other nicer presents, mil got the kids underwear. Fine, ok, branded with Disney which I'm so sick of, but also now there are too many to fit into their dresser drawers so more mess for me where I need to remove perfectly serviceable clothes to make room for more Frozen everything in our house.

Wow. Way to nail the “petty” in petty complaints.

Anonymous wrote:DH and I made a big, lovely dinner. We spent hundreds on groceries.

ILs are now in the kitchen dividing it all up to take home. Whatever, I’m letting DH handle his people, or not. But I did take over the turkey distribution because I want some to freeze for tetrazzini.

In my family, no one would dream of taking leftovers unless they were offered. It is so freaking rude.

Are they poor or just boors?

Anonymous wrote:My in laws having seating for four in their huge living room with a dark reading nook in a back corner for one. It’s a chaise so I can’t move it. I’m stuck in the back corner while the rest of the adults are watching tv. Yes my husband is a dick.

Screw that. I’d be in my bedroom watching something on my tablet/phone.

Anonymous wrote:My kid threw up at the beginning of Xmas dinner and now I’m eating Xmas dinner on a paper plate on hold with feta trying to change our flight from early tomorrow morning.

Oh man. That sucks. I’m sorry. For flight changes, try mozzarella. It’s better. 😬

My mom is in hospice. I bought her flowers for her birthday in Nov. My sibling said she would send her flowers for Christmas. I said great but let me know if you cannot do it for whatever reason (money, illness, kids, etc.). Found out flowers were never sent. I want to f***ing explode.

My in laws having seating for four in their huge living room with a dark reading nook in a back corner for one. It’s a chaise so I can’t move it. I’m stuck in the back corner while the rest of the adults are watching tv. Yes my husband is a dick.

Anonymous wrote:My husband put a roast in a glass cooking pan and turned the oven to 500 degrees. We have glass everywhere.

Oh no, that’s not a petty vent, that’s a your husband is a ducking idiot rant, I’m so sorry!!!!