Saturday, 13 February 2010

Family...again...

No not my dad this time. He's gone back to Ireland so no more insensitive comments from him or tickling my feet making me dislocate for probably another few years.

On Thursday it was my stepdads birthday and we went out for a meal. He didn't know that my mum organised a surprise party for last night. So after going out on Thursday night my pelvis was rather annoyed but I thought I'd just stay in bed as much as I possibly could on Friday so I could go to the party. The party was at the same pub that we went to for the meal. My joints particularly my pelvis still weren't good on friday night but I were intending on going to the party anyway because I knew it would be fun and I won't be going anywhere for the next few days so would have time to recover. I didn't get to go to the party though, I weren't invited. Why weren't I invited? Because my mum would have to drive if I went instead of them walking home and she wanted to drink. I weren't all that surprised this time because something similar happened at christmas.

It looked like my mum would be alone at christmas because I were planning on going to stay with my boyfriend and my stepdad was told he would be away working for a few weeks. So I felt guilty that she'd be alone and decided to stay at home and go to stay with my boyfriend just after christmas. As it turned out my stepdad was home at christmas and his son came and stayed for a coupe of days too. On christmas eve the went down to the pub without me but I were ok with that I thought I'd get to go the next day.

Christmas day morning we had a glass of champagne each (it goes well with morphine) then opened our presents. Or rather everyone opened their own presents except for me, my dogs opened my presents! I were then looking forward to going to the pub and were going to have a baileys when I got there. I don't usually drink because morphine and alcohol together isn't really a good idea but I feel ok after drinking the champagne so figured one baileys wouldn't kill me. I were rather annoyed when they all decided to go to the pub without me just because they all wanted to drink. So being able to have alcoholic drinks at the pub was more important than spending time with me on christmas day. You would have thought that my mum would've been happy to drive so I didn't miss out and then she could've drunk as much as she wanted once we were home but no they thought it better to just leave me at home all alone for hours whilst they went out and had a good time. I may get my revenge though, if it looks like my stepdad will be away next christmas I'll go and stay with my boyfriend and leave her all alone for christmas and be able to not feel the slightest bit guilty!

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