... of cousins, there's some impending drama in the Mr. J clan. Y'all know Mr. J and I have been hosting Thanksgiving since we got married; for the past three years (since she moved home from Nashville) Mr-Sister has hosted the whole family at her house on Easter. She's already said she planned to do so again this year.
Well, Mr-Mama told me last week that Trashy Baby Mama Cousin wants Easter to be at her house this year. This comes after she just hosted Thanksgiving for her branch of the Mr-J clan (to my delight).
I don't want to go to her house for Easter. I don't like her, and I'm frankly not all that crazy about her mother or the Mr-Grands, either. But I really don't like how she seems to be pushing to take over all the holidays. This girl's wedding was the single tackiest experience of my entire adult life. (I know you DRGs haven't forgotten the "give us cash" poem tucked in the invitation.) Who died and made her Martha Stewart?
I told this new development to Mr. J last night. He said, "We're going to Mr-Sister's for Easter. And if she decides to go to Trashy's, we'll just do our own thing. I'm not spending Easter at Trashy's house."
I fell in love with him all over again.
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