Crap. I just got saddled with a family outing yesterday. My sister's 40th birthday was a couple weeks ago. My mother's 76th was Monday. My family usually has get-togethers for birthdays, although they're bunching them up 2-3 at a time b/c of my nieces and nephews adding some dates.
My older SIL thought we should all meet at a Red Robin, rather than a family home of one of us. Then doled out for a custom-made necklace that will run each of us kids the better part of a hunski per...for what she calls a "milestone" birthday.
Huh? 76th is a biggie? What do you want to bet she erroneously thought it was her 75th, and now we're all going to have to shell out for jewelry and dinner.
Man, I had a thousand other things to do this weekend. Now it's farked by my sister (who, frankly, has gone back to being a complete spoiled biatch) and someone with a college degree who can't read a calendar.
*sigh* This weekend already sucks, and it hasn't even started. Smoke one for me...but yer gonna freeze outside, and the nearest public place to smoke inside is at least 20-25 miles away (tribal land).
