I don't expect any eggshell walking, but SHEESH!

Scene: Blondage's Aunt's house on New Year's day

A large, happy family gathers around a beautifully set dining room table. The chatter turns to Blondage's precious one month old niece.

Blondage's Mother: We haven't seen the baby in almost a week. I am going through withdrawels.

Blondage: You're lucky. I haven't seen her in TWO weeks because of my trip up North to visit the In-laws.

Blondage's Mother: She's with her OTHER *said with a pouty frown* Grandparents today.

Blondage: *smiling* Well Mom, they have a right to see her too.

Blondage's Mother: *turns red in the face, and totally goes off* Well those people have lots of other Grandkids, and they are in their late 40's. I have ONE Grandchild, JUST ONE, and I am in my mid-60's! ALL of my friends had Grandchildren but ME! It took FOREVER for it to happen for me. I was beginning to think I'd NEVER be a Grandmother!

Blondage's Mother, henceforth known here as B.M., is, at first, oblivious to the silence that falls upon the table. Suddenly, she lets out a tiny gasp as realization dawns. She blinks at Blondage, and swiftly changes the subject to the frikking weather.

Seriously. The weather.

I don't expect people to walk on eggshells around me about my "issues", but sheesh. Mom could have punched me in the gut and it would have stung less. We've been trying for NINE YEARS to make that woman a Grandmother. I am on a ridiculous amount of drugs right now. I HAD SEX IN MY MOTHER IN LAW'S CREEPY HAUNTED HOUSE to try and make a baby. And she whines about being the last of her peers to have a grandchild, about how long it took for it to happen....?

Sweet hay-sus (yes, I spelled it that way on purpose), please don't ever allow me to be so self-absorbed that I become oblivious to feelings of the people I love.

/end rant