Milieu of Me

It is SO peaceful in our house right now.

Grant has been dedicated. We are official members of life church, and we’ve eaten together as a family.

Wahoo.

Now everyone has left, and things are gearing up towards another week. I’m estatic for routine to reappear, and life to go back to normal for awhile.

Thanksgiving was wonderful as I mentioned before. Saturday my parents showed up, and the festivities began. The creep was in tow, and I decided not to start a discussion with him at dinner. So we ate in relative peace, and I just ignored him. He has been working out and looks like he’s on steroids. It’s really unattractive. So then we all went to the MOA. I say to him, “Not dating my sister my a**.” He said, “It wasn’t supposed to happen, and when I talked to you about it, I wasn’t.”

At that point I could see what stance he was going to take, and I was less enthusiatic about getting into a discussion with him about things. So I dropped it, he told me he’d explain later, and on we went. He was quiet at the mall, and we went about normal family business. Then we went bowling.

Now everyone knows that you don’t really bowl to bowl. The creep doesn’t know that. He was competitive bowling, and turned the whole atmosphere into something icky. We basically ignored him and hated he was there the whole time.

Oh did I mention at lunch he had two beers, a bloody Mary, and a beer chaser. At dinner he had three beer and a beer chaser. At bowling he has 10 beers. At my house he has three more.

So anyway, I say let’s go back to our apartment, we’ll get the Poker table out. Evidently the creep plays poker.

It was awful. Kara and I barely know how to play. I always go off helpful encouragement from a certain Chaddie who was not present, and the boy was busy deflecting the creeps vomitting of insults, competitive comments, etc. My brother was trying as well, and I just kept getting madder and madder. IT wasn’t until my brother and the creep got into a discussion about how my family doesn’t like him dating my sister. Then the creep gets into a fight with my brother about how my family is “narrow minded” for thinking like that. My brother tells him not to be defensive and he says something really dumb about how it’s natural for people to get defensive.

I had another moment where I was just like, AH HA!

I don’t like him. I don’t like him dating my sister. I don’t like his attitude. I don’t like the way he treats my family, and I especially don’t like him drinking like an idiot.

But you can’t have a conversation with an ignorant person. Or as the bible says, you can’t argue with the devil. I could tell him how I feel, but that only makes me vulnerable to him, and gives him ammo. I did that ONE time the whole weekend, and immediately regretted it.

So when we go home for Christmas we’re staying at the boy’s moms. Because I hate him, and I don’t have the patience to deal with him at all.

And my sister is a moron. I can’t believe she’s liking this guy at all. He’s a giant penis walking around and it’s so dumb.