I think that its becoming impossible for me to have a good thanksgiving.. the last two have sucked MAJORLY. Last year I went to Kevins house with my fam for dinner, like 2 days after we broke up. It was akward as fuck and not fun..and so I figured that ANY thanksgiving this year would be better. I couldnt have been more wrong. This Thanksgiving topped my list of horrible days in my life... Heres how it went:
Got up at 10:30
Eileen came over to 'talk' to me about my crush and hope that it went away haha...
Me and Dan left for Anacortes at 11:40, we were supposed to get to Anacortes by 1
There was a SHIT load of traffic, so we didnt get there until 1:20 ish. That wasnt a very big deal though because my uncle hadnt finished the turkey yet.
We all sat around talking, and I figured my grandparents just hadnt showed up yet cuz my grandma was still getting ready or something..but then my sister took me aside and said that they refused to come because Dan came. I was like wtf?I thought the reason we were all invited was because they were ready to get over this situation? (my grandparents hate dan, my moms boyfriend, for some unknown reason and they refuse to associate with him)
So then my mom, Dan, Eileen, Mike, Shalia, Kingston, Michaela and I sit down for dinner. My cousin asks me if Im a carnivore and the whole family starts laughing and tries to explain vegetarianism to her, and Shalia tells her that Im an omnivore but I choose to be an herbivore. I would like to point out that Im NOT A DINOSAUR! My fam kept making comments about it like " Hillary are you going to have any turkey today? Oh wait nvm, well theres a lot of salads for you.." "Hillary wants to be a vegetarian chef" (I DONT! she says she thinks I should be..) and my aunt goes "you could make a lot of money with that..there are lots of freaks like you out there.." (lol that was kinda funny but still)
We went around the table saying our thankful stuff..and mine was "Im thankful for my car" (remember that)
Literally 5 minutes after we said our thanks...we started bitching. The whole table started talking shit about my grandparents and how they didnt come. Apparently my aunt (Eileen) had called my grandma this week and told her that she invited us (including Dan) and my grandma hung up on her and showed up at her work. Eileen told her she was being childish and selfish, they got in a huge fight and my grandma said she wasnt coming and stormed out. My aunt told this story with Dan sitting at the end of the table, which Im sure made him feel real comfortable. My uncle is like best friends with my grandma and I was sitting next to him. When the conversation turned against my grandparents, he started pouring himself lots of wine. At first we were all laughing at him for it cuz he was chugging it, but then after 2 bottles we were getting worried lol. (my uncle doesnt usually drink). My sister and I became the center of the conversation when my Dad came up in the conversation. We had a 2 hour conversation all about what my dad did (me and Shalia never knew what exactly happened until last night) and how he got in trouble and EVERYTHING..even how he was treated. He had such a severe problem that they had to use electric shock on him and even then he couldnt be cured. The doctor said his problem "saw no boundaries". Thats scary...but he went to jail for 5-6 months. By this time in the conversation my uncle was beligerant drunk at one end of the table and Dan was sleeping at the other end of the table. My cousins had left room and me and Shalia were in shock from everything we had learned in that short period of time. My family is not who I thought they were, on either sides..
We all went into the living room and hung out for a while and heard MORE stories, none really worth sharing except one..my aunt used to drive my sisters Gran Torino (if you never saw that car, you missed out). One day she was driving and these indian people were in front of her being stupid and driving really slow..and they pissed her off. So she slammed on the gas and rammed into the back of their car. The torino is indestructible, so she hit them REALLY hard and fast and they flew off the road into a ditch! haha..my aunt is one crazy bitch!
So around 9 my sister and I left to come home. I got home and did the cat box and refilled it with new litter,swept and cleaned my room a bit cuz my mom had been gone for a week, and I knew she was gona inspect the house when she got here. The house REALLY smelled like shit too but I couldnt find it ANYWHERE. My mom got home and started SCREAMING about how bad it smelled and that I needed to do the cat box. I said I did and she went to check it (she does that a lot) and saw that I did it..so she made me move the couches so she could look under them and everything and she came going through my room. She looked in my fucking dresser drawers like I would let a cat take a fucking shit in them. She made me do the catbox again, sweep again, vacuum and take down all the garbages. Then she came in my room like 20 minutes later and was like " I JUST GOT DONE TAKING THE CAT BOX DOWN TO THE DUMPSTER IT FUCKING STUNK!" and I was like " well that was stupid of you because I already did that today and refilled it with new litter." she went crazy and started having me clean the whole house and said that it was my laundry that stunk because I put a load in the wash the night before, and left it wet in there for half a day, she said it was moldy. I was like "WHATEVER Ill fucking move it to the dryer then. The house didnt smell till you got home, and you are telling me its MY shit that stinks? Maybe its YOU that stinks but Im not asking you whens the last time you took a shower"
Then she got the mail
This is when I just about lost my mind. She came into the living room and was like "Our insurance just got cancelled because of your sisters accidents" I was like WHAT?! and she said that insurance companies only ask two things, and one of them is "have you ever been cancelled" and we cant lie to the people we apply with. And its going to be on my permanent record. And my insurance is going to be more than twice as high as it was before (116$ a month). I was soooooooo pissed omg. I was like ok..fuck today! Its just NOT working for me at all, so I got ready for bed and laid down. Right before I fell asleep my mom pulled her fucking "cute" move. She called from the other room "hillary are you sleeping"...."obviously Im fucking going to sleep, Im in BED!"...."Well I am almost done unpacking and I want to put my luggage back into the closet but I cant lift it"......"Ill put it away when I wake up tomorrow just leave it there".......there was a long silence and then she said "Well what if Im ready now?"...."Im sleeping Ill put it away in the morning"....."but if its in the powder room while Im getting ready for work in the morning it will be in the way"...............so I was like GOD DAMNIT and got up and went into the powder room. Her fucking luggage wasnt even in the powder room. It was in the living room and she could have left it there...but NO! I just HAD TO GET UP RIGHT THEN TO HELP HER. so then she comes in with the luggage thats not even heavy and starts trying to be cute pretending shes weak and cant lift it. Im not one of her little boyfriends who is gona come 'rescue her' from her own empty headedness so I just watched until she was almost folded in half under the luggage..then I took if from her and put it away. I went to bed and woke up at EIGHT this morning when she was BLOWDRYING her hair in the powder room. God damn. Then I fell back asleep and woke up again at 10 when she called me to say that our insurance WASNT cancelled only Shalia's..it was good news until she started bitching at me for hanging out with people she doesnt know who could RAPE ME! I was like IM NOT FUCKING STUPID mom I know when Im in a situation that could get me killed and she said Im too cocky and not to talk to her like that. I finally got off the phone with her . damn..This morning I was in a good mood, and now Im in a bad one again cuz I wrote about yesterday..Im gona go work out and then go shopping with Caitlin and Lex..

Hillary