are you crazy? say what!

ah... family night dinner at the country club.  usually its a lot of fun.  tonight... well, not so much.  normally my great-aunt's 2 friends join us... not tonight.  normally my aunt's dementia (or alzheimer's) isn't so bad... no so tonight.  normally my uncle loco d doesn't come... not tonight.  so many things in misalignment, i should have known something would go crazy.

it all started off well enough... then my uncle went into some catholic retreat he went to at the church he goes to.  said "jenny, one day you and your sister are going to have to start thinking about spirituality" and i said "we are spiritual, just in a different way than you are" and he said "i don't know... helps to believe in god and his power" and i just let it drop.  i mean, how much can you really argue when someone is thumping a bible so hard and so loud?

then he continued with the story (it was an all male retreat) and how he thinks that women working creates so much stress on marriages and on raising families today and women should just really stay home.  and i said "i beg to differ there" and he said "well, it's a good thing your mom stayed home or i'd be afraid to see how you and your sister would have turned out"... excuse me?  and i said "just fine thanks" and he said "i don't think so... i was watching from the outside, and its a miracle you both survived and made it" so i said "that's the problem with watching from the outside, you're on the outside and your view is distorted".  but again, thump thump went the bible, and that combined with the fact that the cloud he's on is so far above reality, i imagine it's hard to hear... so i let it drop.

but my mom did not.  and crazy kicked in.  and crazy was let loose. 

i kicked her so many times under the table until she said "jennifer, stop kicking me" and scooted out of my reach.  my dad actually got up and touched her on the shoulder and said this is not the time or place to have this conversation and she still was sticking to her guns.

then my uncle said "are you going crazy?"

uh oh.  words that you never say to my mom.  because they're true.  because they set fire to the gasoline tank of crazy inside her.

one funny part was that she said "funny how you are the ultimate judge, being so catholic".  goooooooooooal! hahaha.

i told lalatxu and she said i should have been like "right on mom!" for sticking up for me and my sister... and maybe i should have.  but i'm kind of tired of being the topic of discussion like we were in college and i heard we were in high school according to my other uncle who went to talk to the principal about my sister and her drug problem, which by the way was totally nonexistent.  looking in from the outside, not always the best perspective.  and i love how no one talked to my parents or talked to us.  they just formed their opinions and started rumors.  that's the best way to help people you want to help, right?  i think it's in the bible somewhere... i'll have to ask my uncle loco d.