Update, again.

Sister situation update number 482...*sigh*

Seriously, I'm getting sick and tired of the sister drama. Especially considering the turn it's taking.

Sister and BIL are reconciling. Yeah, you read that right. She's currently living with my parents while she and he work things out. There will (supposedly) be marriage counseling. My mom hasn't approached the idea of family counseling yet, but that's a possibility.

Here's where it gets *really* fun. (Or more precisely, here's where Heather reaches the stage of being a royal bitch, because this better not be a situation where I become the bad guy.)

One thing that's being done is my sister has had to sit for really long talks with family. Issues have arisen where apparently the BIL broke the dog's foot one time and there was an incident with orange juice where my sister flinched and...I'm still confused on that second one. Anyway, because of those things (which my mother was "forced" to tell me since I apparently thought my BIL was "innocent" in everything - nevermind that we know he, as well as my sister, have temper issues and need counseling for it and I've been vocal saying that), my sister is really hurt now that I didn't believe her allegations of abuse. Never mind that both of those incidents happened well, well before when she left or even started having the affair. Never mind that she constantly looks for excuses to blame others for her misdeeds. Never mind that she is far more emotionally abusive than he could ever hope to be.

Seriously, what gets me the most is that this line about abuse is being bought, and now they're being encouraged to get back together. I'm sorry, but the dog's foot is bad. Very bad. But all evidence points to the fact that there was no real physical abuse because of what's being encouraged now. (And I'm sorry but, if any guy I'm with hits me? His ass is getting a gun pointed at it while I call 911. And from a police standpoint, if I show up on a scene and a woman started a situation by hitting a guy, and then he hits her? I'm hauling both their asses to jail. Equal rights.) Sorry for that side note, but I'm so pissed.

Now we've run into the fact that my mother wants my sister to sit down and listen to everything I have to say to her. Fine. They wanted it to happen yesterday. Problem. First, I'm in the irrational angry portion of PMS. Fun! Let's exacerbate the problem! I told them it would have to wait until tonight. (Secondly, let's exacerbate the problem by having her interrupt my NASCAR watching to cry about how mean I am.) But the real fun is, I was given the impression, no matter how generous I'm being (because from the beginning, my sole exception to my sister going to the beach with us, was if she tried to reconcile with my BIL and got counseling), that by taking so long to talk with my sister, I'm inconveniencing the family.

WHich is a resounding "hell no!" I still don't buy her crap. Won't buy it in person. She has to listen to me reaming her out. And there's a chance she could go to my parents' house then and get all upset because I'm being "unreasonable." To which I respond with a resounding "bite me", because I am not the family patsy for this.

Grrrr.

I'm guessing it would probably be a good idea for me to call my mother and insist on having this all out at my parents' house tonight? So that nothing can be twisted around and suddenly become my fault. I already didn't go to lunch with my family yesterday because my sister and BIL were invited. Jamie I'm cool with. My parents talked with him before my sister came back, and he is willing to work on his problems with his temper. My sister though...let's just say, this isn't going to become a case where she gets to do family stuff while I have to sit home. (I can see the excuses now. "They're going through a rough time and need the family support.")

*grumbles over the drama*

Fun time!

For later today, we have much fun. Much, much fun.

Cat In Cat Stroller kind of fun.

Hee!

ETA: Because starkeymonster threatened me...*G*

Mommy?!?!? Why did you stop?

Sitting pretty and enjoying the ride.

What's that?

Apparently Rascal enjoyed the stroller ride while it was rolling. It was when my mom stopped that he got upset and started meowing and fussing.

Two things.

First, I know I'm totally going to get hooked and don't need another show, but, everyone...watch Grey's Anatomy this coming Sunday night. My coworker's sister plays a pregnant woman in it. We're very excited for Regan.

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Second, I have received the official update from my mother on my sister's behavior regarding the whole recent snafu. My sister is going through her "why is everyone attacking ME!" phase. Because of course she did nothing wrong.

And then she called me being all perky and happy.

*evil grin*

I am actually anticipating tonight's smackdown. It's gonna get ugly. Methinks I should put the dog in the bedroom.

Hardcore

So, my smackdown of the sister is going to be interesting, because consequence number 5 of the whole fracas has occurred: her very nice job refused to hire her back.

Therefore she is emotionally fragile. *eye roll*

I did some thinking. My sister does not respond well to confrontation. Whether it's calm rationale or yelling, she gets mad. One thing she is quite fond of doing, though, is writing letters.

Long letters.

I have a point by point memo prepared. The smackdown in written form. At least if she won't read it right then, she has to take it with her for later. Whee! Because I will email it to mom and dad.

( The Sister List )

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On another fun front, my mom mentioned today that my sister had actually managed to find one of my emails to mom regarding her. Mom had printed it out for my dad to read, and apparently it got in the wrong stack and...my sister found it. She only read half of the first paragraph (down to "Katie is one of those crazies"). I attach it here for your amusement.

( The Email )