This Sunday, we had our Thanksgiving dinner here at our house with my hubby's family.  I did all the cooking (because neither are clean people and don't cook anything that tastes good....sorry, not trying to be mean, but it is true) and was thrilled to do so.  Matthew's sister, Melanie brought ice and pop, and his mother brought a cheeseball and some crackers that no one touched. 

My only complaint would be Melanie got here late.  And I am not even sure why, she had her parents come by and pick up her 5 year old, Mindi much earlier.  So, why she ended up being almost 30 minutes late I don't know.  I am one of those people who tells everyone we will EAT at noon, so show up a little early and visit if you want.  Not to be mean, but when I sazy we will EAT at noon, I mean it....not 10 after....not 15 or 30 minutes after.  I spend the whole day Saturday chopping, mixing, cooking and baking (with the help of girlfriends), and I spent all Sunday morning tidying up, getting things in the oven to cook or heat up, etc. and after going to all that trouble you could at least SHOW UP ON TIME!  Sorry, but as you can obviously see, this is a big pet peeve of mine.  

Melanie and Matthew ended up playing Wii and then playing online games on dueling laptops at the dining room table.  I told Matthew later I was a bit miffed that they both ignored the rest of us all day, and that Melanie just expected me to be at her daughter's beck and call every 15 minutes when she needed something.  Melanie was irritated with me because if Mindi asked, "can I have some Root Beer?", I would say, "Let's ask Mommy.".  I am one of those parents who doesn't just give someone else's child something to shut them up without asking if they are allowed to have it.  Especially since Mindi has ADHD and is not allowed to have certain foods.  But Melanie would say, YES she can have the rootbeer, geesh.  Finally in the afternoon, I told Matthew, I was DONE (off to the side, so she couldn't hear)  I told him they hadn't spent enough time with the children, and I was sick of taking care of everyone and everything while they sat there in their own little world and ignored everyone.  By now, his own parents had already left (after his father fell asleep on the couch for an hour).

Matthew asked Melanie to leave shortly after that because she made a BIG DEAL out of the fact that my 2.5 year old KISSED his 5 year old cusion on the lips.  GEESH!  She was rather permiscuous in highschool and has no real morals, but she told me that Mindi is taught that boys should not kiss you until you are married.  I understand her point, and it is important to teach your child to not grow up and sleep around with all the men and play with their emotions like your mommy did.  But a 2.5 and a 5 year old???   Come on????    She told me I obviously grew up in a different kind of family where things like that were excepted....and I said, with ones under 5 yeah.....with older children....no!

She left, and hubby and I had a talk about how well the day had went except for those things.  He promised to not get out the laptops and games and such next time until he had visited with the adults and I told him thank you for realizing he had spent WAY too much time on the computer.  I told him I did have a good time visiting with his parents and watching the little ones play (even though Mindi is rather bossy telling Noah what he could and could not do.  I finally told her sweetie, this is Noah's house and he knows the rules here, and if he needs corrected, then I will handle it.) and make play food in the play kitchen.  They both loved that!

Anyway, we survived, and we have lots of yummy leftovers.  I had a few girlfriends stop by today after college classes to eat with me.  We heated up plates of food and talked and giggled while eating them while Caina's little one Shayla and my Noah played and had fun.  They were so cute together!  One time, Noah fell and I went in to see if he was ok because he was crying, and Shayla had grabbed his hands and was going to lead him to me.  SO CUTE!!!  (He is so funny.  He needs the compassion of the pat on the back and the hug, etc. and he sits there on your lap until he decides he wants to play again, which this time was less than 1 minute, and then he stops in mid cry, in mid tear even, and gets down as if nothing ever happened.  LMSO  He cracks me up)

Hubby forgot to take leftovers to work with him today, so he ate something else, but he told me to remind him to make up  a dish to take with him tomorrow!!!  He was rather jealous when he called home at lunch time and I told him I was eating leftovers and boy were they good!   LMSO