First, thank you to those of you who have been reading along, and for your messages and posts - i know a lot of you have been through similar stuff, it's just nice to get feedback from other brides who understand. My fiance is wonderful, and he's so supportive, but he's not the bride, so he's a little removed from some of this. I can lean on him, but he's not in the "line of fire" usually. It's nice to relate to people who are.
So this past weekend was Christmas, and I was honestly looking forward to just spending some downtime with my family and relaxing. We've sent out newsletters to our family and friends with wedding info, so i was anticipating some questions about the wedding, but I wasn't planning on focusing on wedding stuff this weekend. Didn't really work out that way though
I spent all day Friday getting ready for Christmas - finishing shopping, wrapping presents, all of that good stuff. This is the second year my fiance and I have spent Christmas together, but it's the first year that we've incorporated his family plans into ours, so I knew it would be a lot of running around, but I'm so glad he and his mom are speaking again that it doesn't even matter. My fiance and his mother have at least been talking to each other again, and she's really excited for the wedding, so we're making positive steps there.
In my family, we've always done Christmas Eve with my mother's side of the family, and then split Christmas day with her family (same people) and then my dad's family. Pat's family is much much smaller, so their traditions are to get Chinese food on Christmas eve (just Pat, his mom, his brother, and his sister), and then spend Christmas day eating appetizers and relaxing with each other. Which i find VERY APPEALING right now. Since we're blending our traditions, Pat and I do the Chinese food thing on the 23rd, and this year we still did all of the stuff with my mom's family on the 24th and 25th, and then skipped my dad's side and went to his mom's house.
My mother's family... well my mom has a brother who's single (Uncle F), and a sister who's single (Aunt J), and then a sister who's separated from her husband and has 3 kids (Aunt D), Jessica, who's my age, and twins, Jacqueline and Keith, who are 21. Jessica and Jacqueline are both bridesmaids in my wedding, we all kind of grew up together, as the three of them spent a lot of time in our home while my aunt was dealing with her ex when we were younger. Jessica lives in Texas currently, so she's home for the holidays - which was great. I love seeing her, I miss her now that she's so far away. And it was wonderful to spend time with her. My mom's family does all of their gift giving on Christmas eve, but tensions run high with my mom and her sister (Aunt J). Aunt J has a long history of causing problems, instigating fights, and really takes advantage of my Grandmother. So each family event, the rest of us spend holding our breath and waiting for the sparks to fly. Luckily, this year mom and Aunt J kept their distance, but Aunt J still managed to upset my grandmother. We did our thing, and then Patrick, myself and my sister all went back to my parents house, and then my sister and I went to mass. Pat isn't Catholic, so he stayed behind, and my parents went with my grandmom earlier. My sister and I came back an hour later to find my dad and Pat splitting a small bottle of whiskey, lol, and my mom with a bucket of red wine - bizzare and hilarious scene to stumble upon, but we ended up sitting around and really enjoying each other for a few hours. It was a really nice Christmas eve once we got out of my mom's family crazy.
Christmas day was round 2 - and luckily this time i had a really nasty headache. I've always gotten them, but nothing was really working to get rid of it, so off we go to my Aunt's house (Aunt D) for part 2. Because she's separated from her husband, and their financials arent worked out, Aunt D is actually living in a house owned by my uncle, Uncle F, and is around the corner from my Uncle F's house (which is where my grandmom also lives). So really, we're at his other house now. They both live in rowhomes in northeast Philadelphia, so not the biggest space in the world, made smaller by the personalities in the room. We actually had a fairly nice meal, despite my mother feeling that Christmas dinner was an appropriate time to ask my cousin Keith about his current living situation in a halfway house. Awesome. The poor kid. Pat and I narrowly escaped that situation, but not before my grandmother starts asking me whether she should book suites for the family or get a bunch of rooms for the wedding. I kind of knew she was going to pay for their family to go, that's what she does. So I told her that I would sit down with her and we'll price out her options and see. The problem is, my grandmother has always had control - she's paid for my aunt and cousins to live, she helped pay for their school, she has bailed my mom's other siblings out countless times. So now, they all expect her to pay for them to go. And my parents have also helped my mom's family, to an enourmous extent. It's created a situation where they all expect to be helped, and have a hard time doing for themselves. And i know, if it gets tight for my grandmother, my mom and dad will help pay for all of them to get to our wedding. Anyway, so I tell her that she and I and my mom will all sit down together and figure out what makes sense for her - and then Aunt J decides to tell my grandmother to make sure she books her in her own room. Totally rude. So then they start bickering, and that was our cue to head on up the NJ Turnpike for part II...