killer toothpaste

Nothing really going on today.

This past weekend didn’t really go as planned. I thought it would be a weekend of Christmas prep but BF had different ideas. We have a website that needed work (for a client) and things aren’t going so well at his day job so he wanted to update his resume and scout out other places of employment. Scary prospects in today’s economic situation…… also a bit of a conundrum considering we want to move back up to Ottawa to be near my family as of April 1st, 2009 and would have to give our landlords notice on February 1st. Sooo………. not sure what’s going to happen there but I think they will have a hell of time trying to fire BF after the talk he had with HR on Friday and a couple other things that ensued. That makes me feel a bit better at least. I can’t believe what a manipulative bitch his boss is. He seems to be handling it very well though. He let them have it when they tried to bully him on Friday — and for BF that is quite an accomplishment because he HATES and avoids confrontation. He’s really coming around and this new mindset is positively affecting our interactions with his ridiculous family too. BONUS!

When BF was driving CFMIL to Canadian Tire one day to get twinkle lights for her tree (I’d like to know just how the frick anyone can need to buy twinkle lights EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR btw!! My family has had working twinkle lights for YEARS……… arggggghhh!!) — anyway, she said to him "Are you guys moving to Ottawa?" To which, BF replied: "Maybe one day". This is a good response for him because until recently he would have not been that direct. (We don’t tell them ANYTHING about our life unless we have definitive plans – hence, they don’t know about the wedding yet let alone the fact that it will basically be an elopement).
CFMIL continues, "Well, I hope not because your brother and I will be so lonely". First of all, HOW THE F*CK DO YOU THINK *** I *** FEEL BEING AWAY FROM MY FAMILY ALL THE TIME THEN??? And secondly, what a motherly thing to say huh? There is never any support for BF. It’s always all about her and how she feels and how things affect her. Guilt guilt guilt. Nevermind the fact that we barely see them now anyway because they act like idiots all the time.

She had a fit at the end of August because BF didn’t want to take her to the cemetery on her anniversary with his DEAD father whom she was SEPARATE FROM for over 15 years before he died!!!! She had a fit and told him he was being disrespectful and that he was against the family and blah blah blah. The lady has a sick view of family.
BF called her on it though (go BF!!!) and told her not to guilt him. She said she wasn’t – and, sadly, I honestly think she didn’t know she was doing it because she just doesn’t know how to be selfless – to which BF gave her an example of what she SHOULD have said in order to be supportive. At which point CFMIL, of course, just says she’s sorry and says whatever she thinks BF wants to hear to get out of the situation. Sweep it under the rug. The motto of this family of idiots.

The one other thing I would like to complain about regarding the crazies is that BF was told I was abusive to CFMIL. Yes, abusive. Abusive because I spoke my mind and it she doesn’t know how to comprehend sanity. I did NOT say anything rude. I did NOT say anything mean. I did not stick my nose in where it doesn’t belong. I said something in the background when she was having a fit to BF on the phone because I declined her invitation to go to a candle party because I don’t need or want any candles AND we have no extra money for such a thing. Apparently that meant I hate her. I had a problem with that and I said so. I’m trying to be brief because I’m trying hard not to dwell on things with THEM (CFMIL and BF’s brother) as much anymore.

SO! On to other things!!

On Friday night we got groceries and I saved us around $11 with all the coupons I’ve collected. WOO HOO!! I don’t know why but I absolutely love grocery shopping. Hate cooking. Love grocery shopping. Don’t like shopping for much else either. Certainly not clothes. I got us a FREE 2L milk, a $1 off Pillsbury cinnamon buns, $3 off a bottle of 130 Tylenol, 50cents off at Michaels (not groceries silly! that purchase was for my Christmas crackers!!), 50cents off my diet iced tea mix……….. I can’t remember what else but I am absolutely thrilled with the coupon sites I’ve been looking at lately! And save.ca is a must! Awesome coupons save me mucho-money!!

I’m looking forward to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade this week and even the dog show afterward! I really REALLY wanted to go to the US for black friday this year but with the way things are at BF’s work and our lack of moola it’s been clear for a while that it ain’t gonna happen. I just choose to live in hope. It’s really too bad because I think there will be some awesome deals this year because of the economy.

On Saturday, I’m going to try to get BF in gear to come with me to the local Santa Claus parade. I want to do something FREE, Christmasy and with a bunch of people. I want the Christmas spirit this year. I hate this growing older bit and the Christmases sucking.

Last year BF and I were SO disappointed with Christmas. His mother’s presents always suck. She got him (30 years old at the time) Star Wars TOYS – not just one or two either. She got me tea towels (woohoo) and socks — not just socks though; purple and pink and green coloured socks with flourescent kitties and carebears on them. WTF??? I also take offense to the fact that she ALWAYS gets us SEPARATE Christmas cards. We have been together for over 5 years lady. And I don’t buy the "she wanted to get him a ‘son’ card" excuse either. I’m not an idiot. You can write my name on the damn thing and I think I will get that it doesn’t mean I’m your son too.

I further take offense to the fact that — well, first of all let me say that it is the thought that counts and I’m not ungreatful for any present but it’s the principle of the thing and it just goes to show that everything is always all about her and what is most important to her — BF always gets a few big items for Christmas (clothing items from Sears, a huge poker set, etc) while I have never -ever- received anything even as extravant as that. One year I got a set of glass mugs that I mentioned liking while we were in the dollar store, some tea towels, various kitchen items, hideous figurine elephants… The only time I ever got something "larger" was for my birthday and the only reason I got it (Sex and the City dvd set) was because she knew my mom was going to be there for the dinner AND was getting me the same thing.

Interesting how there is never a fuss from her if she doesn’t know my mom is visiting. When we do tell her there is always some kind of drama. Always.

Anyway, I guess all of that had to come out. I didn’t meant to talk about them this entire entry. I really am doing really well in my real life not dwelling on this crap for too long anymore. Still I dwell longer than needed but I’m having a better time of just letting it go – probably because BF is now starting to respond appropriately as well. I guess this is the place to be cynical and depressed and to let it all out.

Oh yes, and I think

I’ve decided not to say anything to the police about that aunt. Apparently, the police’s psychiatric interviews have revealed that she is manic depressive and has been untreated and so they are attributing the offenses to that somewhat. Not sure what all is going on. Gotta wait for BF to call the old bag (CFMIL) to get the latest gossip. OMG, we went over there (to CFMIL’s) that night after we went to our appointment at the bank and the stupid bitch was SO wound up. Like it was all happening to her. She truly couldn’t understand why we weren’t as upset as her. She was literally on the verge of hysteria, calming down for very brief moments at a time. Then she was panicking and almost bawling when she asked BF if he ever feels the need to steal something to please tell her ("or Ammi" – as an afterthought). To all of this I couldn’t help but laugh out loud as soon as it was out of her mouth. LOL She constantly calls us to tell us about killer toothpaste or killer strawberries or killer meat — you know, whatever has been recalled lately. This is just another step up the ladder. *sigh* She’s a psycho.