Jennasis
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So I am in Atlanta this weekend attending the wedding of one of my dearest cousins. Naturally there has been some drama (the bride's family, particularly her mother, is a piece of work...but that's for another day). I am staying at a local hotel for the weekend with my sister "Sally". She and I are sharing a room and my other sister and her boyfriend are sharing the room right next to us.
Sally and I had a bit of a tiff earlier this evening (around 11:30pm...right after the wedding ended). Everyone was planning to leave the wedding after it ended and take the "party" to my aunt's house (she is the groom's mom.) This area of Georgia apparently has blue laws in effect that says you can't buy alcohol on Sundays. The party goers wanted/needed to stop at a store after the wedding to buy beer for the BBQ/cookout they are having tomorrow (Sunday). Well, seeing as it was 11:30pm already, and the drive to my aunt's house was another 10 minutes, I urged the partiers still left at the wedding (my two sisters, the boyfriend and my two cousins) to shake a leg.
Sally (27 years old mind you) starts throwing a hissy fit about how we need to go back to our hotel first so she can change out of her dress and into sweats. I try to convince her that time is of the essence in getting to a store to get the beer for the BBQ but she is unrelenting. She has to change...NOW.
PS...I am the ONLY sober person. Everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) is rip roaring, screaming drunk. So I am naturally the designated driver. I've also got a minivan (on loan from my MIL for the trip to the wedding) that can accomodate all the people that need to make the trip to my aunts
So I kowtow, and say FINE...let's go change. I get us back to the hotel at 11:45pm, and try to light a fire under everyone to get moving so we can get to the store. Sally is futzing around our room...so I tell her that we need to go. She then tells me that she needs a minute, she is going to go smoke a cigarette with our cousin.
First...WTH??? Since when does she smoke?? But whatever...one, we don't have time for them to smoke, and TWO there is no way I can let her smoke a cigarette and then get into my car. I have my mother-in-law's minivan, which she graciously lent me to take on the trip to Atlanta (from NC where I live). There's no way I can let stale ciggie stink permeate her van. I tell my sister to just hold off on the cig until we get to my aunt's house (10 minutes away).
She gets all huffy, telling me how stupid I'm being (meanwhile wasting MORE time to get to the precious beer store) and disappears...to go smoke her cigarette anyway.
I'm cheesed off, but 5 minutes later, she comes whipping back to our room, tears off her sweatshirt and starts grumbling "THERE...SEE...it's fine. I changed my STINKY shirt just for you."
We all pile in the van again and get to the gas station (only store open now) at 11:55pm, managing to skirt under the midnight blue law deadline by minutes. Meanwhile my sister is still pissing and moaning about how difficult and stupid I was for giving her a hard time about smoking and getting in my MIL's van (which she did anyway). Then she starts wheedling away at me "Oh what? Are you MAD at me? You gonna be MAD all night? This is BS, I don't even wanna go to aunt so-and-so's now...should've just stayed at the hotel."
Meanwhile, i had said NOTHING. I actually ignored her the whole time in the parking lot of the store while I composed a text to my DH about how crazy Dsis was. When she started the "you gonna be MAD all night" crap, I told her to just drop it. The cousins and other sis (all drunk) in the back seat are trying to get her to shut up, but she starts carrying on and on "No...you're being ridiculous...blah blah blah". When Dsis is wasted she gets very righteous about stuff. And mean. During the wedding she got super angry at my cousin when he refused to let her do a SECOND keg-stand (because the first one she did we didn't get a good enough picture of her. What is this? A college frat party or a wedding??)
So I finally yell at her. "You want to go back to the hotel? FINE." I tear out of the parking lot and head back to the hotel. Then I get the "no...whatever...let's just go."
So I take the drunkards to my aunt's house. Sister is giving me the silent treatment all night. When we got back to the hotel a little while ago (around 1:30) Sally still hadn't spoken a single word to me. She storms out of our room, slamming the door so hard I thought she broke it (mind you...hotel...1:30am...other people trying to sleep) and goes to get herself another room and packs up her stuff in a silent huff and moves herself out of our room. This was of course after spending the whole ride back to the hotel sniffling loudly, crying and waiting for someone to try and "console" her. I personally don't feel like I did anything wrong enough to warrant her outrageous reaction. All I asked was for her not to smoke before getting into my MIL's car and she did it anyway, and yes I was ticked off.
Family...ugh.
My other sister and my mom and dad seem to think this is de rigeur for Sally when she gets drunk. I think it's completely unacceptable behavior. So, did I do something wrong? The other family witnesses say no (though they were all drunk...can you really trust their judgment?).
I am not a tea totaller. I don't have problem with everyone getting hammered, particularly since they had a reliable designated driver to see them all safely home. In fact, I kind of like being the only lucid one when everyone else is slurring and acting a-fool...makes for good stories the day after! My issue was with my sister's behavior towards me.
Sally and I had a bit of a tiff earlier this evening (around 11:30pm...right after the wedding ended). Everyone was planning to leave the wedding after it ended and take the "party" to my aunt's house (she is the groom's mom.) This area of Georgia apparently has blue laws in effect that says you can't buy alcohol on Sundays. The party goers wanted/needed to stop at a store after the wedding to buy beer for the BBQ/cookout they are having tomorrow (Sunday). Well, seeing as it was 11:30pm already, and the drive to my aunt's house was another 10 minutes, I urged the partiers still left at the wedding (my two sisters, the boyfriend and my two cousins) to shake a leg.
Sally (27 years old mind you) starts throwing a hissy fit about how we need to go back to our hotel first so she can change out of her dress and into sweats. I try to convince her that time is of the essence in getting to a store to get the beer for the BBQ but she is unrelenting. She has to change...NOW.
PS...I am the ONLY sober person. Everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) is rip roaring, screaming drunk. So I am naturally the designated driver. I've also got a minivan (on loan from my MIL for the trip to the wedding) that can accomodate all the people that need to make the trip to my aunts
So I kowtow, and say FINE...let's go change. I get us back to the hotel at 11:45pm, and try to light a fire under everyone to get moving so we can get to the store. Sally is futzing around our room...so I tell her that we need to go. She then tells me that she needs a minute, she is going to go smoke a cigarette with our cousin.
First...WTH??? Since when does she smoke?? But whatever...one, we don't have time for them to smoke, and TWO there is no way I can let her smoke a cigarette and then get into my car. I have my mother-in-law's minivan, which she graciously lent me to take on the trip to Atlanta (from NC where I live). There's no way I can let stale ciggie stink permeate her van. I tell my sister to just hold off on the cig until we get to my aunt's house (10 minutes away).
She gets all huffy, telling me how stupid I'm being (meanwhile wasting MORE time to get to the precious beer store) and disappears...to go smoke her cigarette anyway.
I'm cheesed off, but 5 minutes later, she comes whipping back to our room, tears off her sweatshirt and starts grumbling "THERE...SEE...it's fine. I changed my STINKY shirt just for you."
We all pile in the van again and get to the gas station (only store open now) at 11:55pm, managing to skirt under the midnight blue law deadline by minutes. Meanwhile my sister is still pissing and moaning about how difficult and stupid I was for giving her a hard time about smoking and getting in my MIL's van (which she did anyway). Then she starts wheedling away at me "Oh what? Are you MAD at me? You gonna be MAD all night? This is BS, I don't even wanna go to aunt so-and-so's now...should've just stayed at the hotel."
Meanwhile, i had said NOTHING. I actually ignored her the whole time in the parking lot of the store while I composed a text to my DH about how crazy Dsis was. When she started the "you gonna be MAD all night" crap, I told her to just drop it. The cousins and other sis (all drunk) in the back seat are trying to get her to shut up, but she starts carrying on and on "No...you're being ridiculous...blah blah blah". When Dsis is wasted she gets very righteous about stuff. And mean. During the wedding she got super angry at my cousin when he refused to let her do a SECOND keg-stand (because the first one she did we didn't get a good enough picture of her. What is this? A college frat party or a wedding??)
So I finally yell at her. "You want to go back to the hotel? FINE." I tear out of the parking lot and head back to the hotel. Then I get the "no...whatever...let's just go."
So I take the drunkards to my aunt's house. Sister is giving me the silent treatment all night. When we got back to the hotel a little while ago (around 1:30) Sally still hadn't spoken a single word to me. She storms out of our room, slamming the door so hard I thought she broke it (mind you...hotel...1:30am...other people trying to sleep) and goes to get herself another room and packs up her stuff in a silent huff and moves herself out of our room. This was of course after spending the whole ride back to the hotel sniffling loudly, crying and waiting for someone to try and "console" her. I personally don't feel like I did anything wrong enough to warrant her outrageous reaction. All I asked was for her not to smoke before getting into my MIL's car and she did it anyway, and yes I was ticked off.
Family...ugh.
My other sister and my mom and dad seem to think this is de rigeur for Sally when she gets drunk. I think it's completely unacceptable behavior. So, did I do something wrong? The other family witnesses say no (though they were all drunk...can you really trust their judgment?).

I am not a tea totaller. I don't have problem with everyone getting hammered, particularly since they had a reliable designated driver to see them all safely home. In fact, I kind of like being the only lucid one when everyone else is slurring and acting a-fool...makes for good stories the day after! My issue was with my sister's behavior towards me.