A little more venting and then I swear I will push this anger I'm feeling aside and get my mind into the true meaning of Thanksgiving. My traditions for years were tied into my ex-inlaws' traditions. Such a wonderful family with the exception of my ex.
Now, my traditions are tied into my brother, his wife, and my mother. That's all that's left in my family. I continue with this because of my mother.
I did not call my sister-in-law. I called my mother this morning. She said that L had checked out turkeys at Boston Market and they were totally wheat-free and I could stop and pick it up on the way to their house. What was failed to be mentioned was that they are $7.49 a lb. and I was supposed to pay for this. I called Boston Market myself to check into the cost. My mother was not aware of this. I was livid. My brother buys two fresh 15 lb turkeys from a poultry place. There will be 7 of us there (sounds like a turkey overkill...lol). I could not understand why one can't be stuffed with Megan's stuffing since they are cooked separately. Seems wife does not want to do that. 30 lbs of turkey and she can't stuff one for her niece......Lord my head hurts.
So, I called my brother while I was at work so I wouldn't have to talk to his wife. He is the lesser of two evils. I told him what the cost was. He said, "You know, Linda, she doesn't ever check prices." She doesn't have to because they have more money than they need. I just said I would buy a Butterball turkey breast and stuff it and cook it myself at home and bring it there. My mother wanted to do it but she's 86 and doing all the baking....this year baking two of everything....gluten free for Megan and normal for the rest. I didn't think she needed to bake a turkey on top of all that. If they wanted a turkey from Boston Market, why didn't they order it, pay for it and pick it up themselves? They've been at my house and hogged everything down in sight and taken food home with them. I should have charged them.
This is the end of it. I want to be thankful for all of the blessings bestowed upon me...not bitter about it. But, it's gonna be super hard to do this as I carry my daughter's food into my brother's house. Just who is "accomodating" who?
Folding my hands and praying for some peace to enter into me because I just hate feeling anger.......chris