Mom & Dad’s Visit
i made it through the in-laws’ visit this weekend. not that i didn’t think i would, but visiting with them wreaks havoc on my anxiety, which is ridiculous because there isn’t anything i should feel anxiety about. Brian’s and my backgrounds and families of origin couldn’t be any more different, but Mom and Dad accept me for who i am and still like me–no, love me–so i don’t know what i get worried about. i mean, we’ve known each other for almost 6 years!
they stayed at a hotel in a nearby suburb because Dad doesn’t like driving into the city. heehee. well, when you live in a town with a population of 5,000, and hardly any traffic, who can blame him? hell, sometimes i don’t like driving in the city, either.
besides, there really isn’t room at our place. we would have given them our bedroom, and Brian and i would have crashed on the futon, but since we still kind of live like college students, i guess that offer isn’t very attractive. ok, not college students–there aren’t empty beer cans and such lying around. maybe grad students. 
we had brunch on both Saturday and Sunday, and dinner with my mom on Saturday night. they spent Saturday afternoon at our place, and i’m afraid they were bored to tears. Brian kept assuring me that we wouldn’t need to entertain them, but i don’t know–i guess part of my anxiety is about being a good hostess, which i’m sure that i’m not. for one thing, regular readers already know i can’t bake, let alone cook. we don’t even have a table to eat at!
though Dad doesn’t hate cats, he doesn’t particularly like them, either. as soon as he and Mom sat on the couch, Angelo went straight for him and climbed into his lap!
it was a good weekend.
Okay, sign me up as the official leader of Angelo’s groupies! I know what you mean about anxiety. Sometimes I think we put needless pressure on ourselves. I’m glad you had a nice weekend, but also that you survived, and that my King Angelo survived too.
March 6, 2006 6:30 pm
thanks, Jane. there was no doubt that Angelo would survive!
March 6, 2006 6:32 pm
Cats have an amazing way of knowing who likes them the least and then promoting themselves — right in the face!
I often feel less than excited about my mother’s visits. I know those boring afternoons when she comes over or I go to visit her. If I am at her house, the chore list comes out. “I need you to do this….”
March 6, 2006 9:17 pm
Yeah, Cats suck that way don’t they? hahaha I tend to do that, my husband says. I just kinda say “hey, you DO like me don’t you??”
I have a hard time with my in-laws sometimes but as I’ve been married longer and longer (and longer and longer…) it’s gotten much better. Also all through my healing I think they softened some. Time always heals right?
I hope things went well enough you’re not stressed out now.
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March 6, 2006 10:49 pm
You know, believe it or not, I think it sounded like everything was normal.
March 6, 2006 11:38 pm
Glad you made it through the weekend. I always put more pressure on myself than necessary.
March 6, 2006 11:48 pm
Aww, I used to try to be the perfect hostess, but one day, I said fuck it. If they don’t like it, they’ll say something. And you know what? We have an even better time now because of it! Same with all the dog hair, I truly vacuum twice a day and STILL I find dog hair EVERYWHERE. I don’t bother about it anymore. We have dogs. If I’ve vacuumed and there is still dog hair and you don’t like it, I b’leeve you came in the front door and you can leave by that way, too. Heh. My sister is coming though and she is going to lay a hurt down on me, so I guess I gotta get some of this crapola done before she arrives.
Shit. I’m long winded and rambling. lalala…ramble, ramble, ramble. *sigh*
March 7, 2006 2:03 am
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March 7, 2006 6:30 am
My cats would do the same thing–pick the person who hates sitting under them the most and lay down. Be glad your inlaws stay at a hotel!
March 7, 2006 12:37 pm
The company of family always stresses me out Barb! Part of it I think is like you said, the anxiety of being a good hostess.
Glad you got through it well.
Your kitty is so darn cute! I LOVE when you post the pics!
3T
March 7, 2006 12:39 pm
i wonder why women put pressure on themselves that way. i have a feeling that men don’t.
for all intents and purposes, i guess it was a normal weekend.
Joel, now that my mom’s divorced, she brings out the chore list for Brian or for my sister’s boyfriend. i think that’s a son thing. mwahahaa!
Cat, it’s all good now.
KG, we’ve got fur problems, here, too, and i feel the same way! though i’m nearly sold on that Roomba thing.
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March 13, 2006 3:45 pm