rants about the in-laws

This has been a good week. I didn't journal as much as I should have, and last night I ate an order of fried mushrooms for dinner, but other than that, it's been a good week.
I've been to the gym for 8 days in a row. I'm going again today, as soon as I finish this.
Later today we are driving to the Dells. I do not want to participate in any part of this. I predict that it will be a weekend of taunts and idiocy. I'm glad I thought to put the spare key for the car in my coat pocket, and I have directions to a movie theater. I think I'm going to have to escape for a while.
Jim's dad hasn't even talked to me since the end of October. That's when he told me that I am delusional if I don't think my kids are out partying every weekend. I told him that I didn't appreciate his attitude about his grandchildren. Then he replied, in a very snotty tone, oh, that's right - your children are perfect. What an asshole. I wish he would just disappear into a hole.
Jim's mom taunts me whenever he's not around. The only reason I'm going is for Jim. Maggi is staying home because she has to work tomorrow night. I can hardly wait to see the look on that asshole's face when he finds out that we let her stay home by herself.
And he isn't even allergic to lemons like he says. He has eaten my mom's greek lamb with garlic and lemons three or four times and has never said a word about getting sick. It's all in his stupid fucking head. And her stupid ass allergy to cats is the most ridiculous thing in the world. She's not allergic, she just doesn't want to come here. She goes over to Bill and Jen's plenty of times, and isn't 'allergic' to their cat. What a bitch.
My friend Kathy said that I should call her on whatever she says to me. Like the time she marched up to me at Don's funeral. We hadn't seen each other in four months, and in the meantime, my hair had grown back in from chemotherapy. She marched up to me, as if she had practiced this, and said, Oh look at you. You're gray. What a fucking bitch!
I am so so so tired of their passive aggressive bullshit. I'm not putting up with any of it this weekend. I'm going to tell them off if I feel the need. They can rot in their puke for all I care.
I just do not want to go do this weekend. I'm going to just take my time with everything -- Jim certainly didn't get up today early and jump into the cleaning and packing that needs to get done in order to go. I'm certainly not going to rush. I wouldn't give a crap if we never saw those people again.
well, I said at the beginning of this blog that this would be the place to let it all hang out. I did that today.