Party Pooper

I still haven't fully recovered from the 4^th. We had a house (and a boat) full of people all weekend. I feel like I could sleep for a week and still feel tired. Nevertheless, it was worth it! Good food, good fun, good boating, good friends = a GREAT time. We gave this country a birthday party it won't forget. But with every good party comes a good party pooper. And boy, did we have a Pooper. Of course, the Pooper will be what I blog about because let's face it, the drama is much more interesting and I need to vent!

And, the Biggest Party Pooper award goes to ……HB's sister!!! I am going to come right out and say it, she wasn't only a Party Pooper she was a strait up BITCH! At some point during the weekend each of our guests approached HB or I about her behavior. I have blogged about my SIL and her horrible attitude before. Anyone who knows HB's family is well aware of my SIL's rude and often inappropriate outbursts; outbursts that my in-laws often ignore and expect everyone around them to ignore as well. However, in my 6 years of dating HB and being around his family, I have never seen my SIL act as terrible as she acted this weekend. I am utterly embarrassed with her actions and will do my best to keep my friends away from her in the future.

Let me update you on what my SIL has been up to this summer – she has been touring Europe!!! 6 Countries in 30 days, oh, and a long weekend in NY to wrap it up. Once she arrived home she immediately began her search for a new car and an apartment in the nicest area of town – both of which will be paid for by my Father-in-law. The girl should be on cloud nine. Well, she isn't! She spent the entire weekend moping around the house full of 20+ guests. I didn’t see her smile once. When she would emerge from her cave (a.k.a. her room) she would grunt when asked a question or simply roll her eyes and not respond at all. My in-laws spent the weekend making excuses for her behavior, “She is so stressed about starting law school,” “She is still tired from Europe,” “Her tummy is having a hard time adjusting to American food,” were a few I heard. She left us and our guests feeling uncomfortable and unwanted. I am not sure what was worse, her behavior, or the fact that no one called her on it. But I can promise you one thing, HB and I will NEVER bring our friends around her again – which isn’t such a surprise since we all know I have trouble getting over things.

I hope you didn’t have a Party Pooper at your 4^th of July party.