Deliver me from my family!

[littlemoose]

Agh. My Mum's eldest sister (and at 59, me mum's the baby but one of the family...) and her husband have decended on us for a visit.

Cue endless interminable discussions about who's dead, and long tracts of explaining who our neightbours are via the last 50 or so generations of their families, who each family member married and where their spouses came from and who they were related to.

Despite the fact that this is the same converation had EVERY BLOODY TIME they come over.

I've escaped under pretense for a few moments of sanity. The final straw was having to explain (at VERY loud volume because Aunt Kate, as she constantly reminds everyone, is a bit deaf) exactly why I'm not working, or at college. I always feel like I'm under a microscope with this lot anyway, it seems mum's side of the family regard me as a bit of a black sheep, since I show no inclination to get married, and (and this is the bad part, hang on tight,) DO NOT GO TO MASS. Mum hasn't mentioned that I'm an athiest... (or the last person I brought home was a girlfriend, not a boyfriend...)

It was horrible. I was squirming like a fish on a hook, and mum DID try to bail me out a few times and change the subject, but it didn't work. Uncle Paddy's like a dog with a bone when an idea gets into his head. They made it seem like I was just making excuses for being lazy. Then when Uncle Paddy DID get the point, he went on at length about just getting on with it an not giving up (first sensible thing he said today...)

Gah. Families.

Anyway, time to head back into the melee...

Comments

[penguingo.livejournal.com]

argh, hun.. *huggles*

funny.. relatives are supposed to be the closest people one has, and yet they never really understand anything. Just forget about it when they leave, and try to tough it out until they do.. *hugs*

[madscot.livejournal.com]

I can relate to the 'oh you do know him. He was the one that married her with the limp, you know, her family had the sweetie shop...' It got so I could actually fill in the names on the occassions they forgot them. *hugs*

I remember my Mum's reaction to my chosen one.

Bad - he's not Catholic (she immediately started a noveva for his conversion)
Worse - he's an athiest who was never christened.
The final straw - he supports Rangers.

*hugs* for the madness that is family.

xxxxxx

[shadowtalon.livejournal.com]

aarrgh, families *hug*

if you need escape, feel free to take a trip to the southern bit of the mainland. it's not much better down here, but misery loves company *more hug*

[nbcl.livejournal.com]

Basically, what Loder said. Sometimes people are so set in their ways they don't even try to understand, to see the other side of things.

Just take care of yourself. There's people who are always here for you. We'll help you through the bad patches. And the good ones, if so required. :)

[jamaisneutral.livejournal.com]

"university? what are you going to university for? Get a job, that's what you should be doing. Learn a trade, make a living. Always alone, with your nose in the books. No wonder you're a loner."
My family. Circa 1996.

The Family

[akhmed.livejournal.com]

(note: this advice is not to be followed)

Family situations are often best dealt with by inventing some sort of horrible psychotrauma so that the family members find it uncomfortable to deal with you. Easy conditions would be the swearing and jerky tics of Tourette's Syndrome or the random thrashing of epilepsy during the dinner table.

However, the best tricks to put off your visiting family are to be morose about your recent phantom pregnancy or sneak off at night to "meet with the revolution." They'll usually leave you alone then.

Re: The Family

[visp.livejournal.com]

Ahkmed, you are wise beyond words.

Re: The Family

[dracothelizard.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

My mum's side is so huge, I don't know half of them and they don't come here that often. Thank God I'm not forced to go with my parents to the birthdays of various aunts and uncles I don't know.