Ladies, Fix My Social Autism!
Guys, you can play next time. Love you, mean it. But this requires a woman's touch. Heh.
Ok, here's the thing. I have a social engagement coming up on Saturday which has the potential of turning very ugly. Let's hope not. But if it does, I need your advice.
My Dear Friend is having a baby shower/open house sort of thingy for her daughter, 'Judith', who is in town this weekend. Yay.
Dear Friend is best friends with my mother-in-law, and has known my sister-in-law since she was in diapers. So guess who's going to be there?
I haven't spoken to my SIL since January, '06. And our last conversation was a bit one-sided – me listening to her shriek through the phone about how horrible I am. (Which is true. I am horrible. But she didn't have to shatter my eardrum telling me.) One of her issues with me is actually my relationship with Dear Friend. See, apparently friendship with Dear Friend is limited, and it's first come, first serve. And like everything else out here, I should be excluded from it.
Anyway, the shower. I'll probably see her there. And she's the type of person who loves drama, loves being the martyr.
It's the boyos' birthday party the next day, and I worry that she will bring gifts for them and make a show of giving them to me since she isn't invited to the party. No, I will not invite her to the party. My family has been excluded from too many parties in the meantime. (See? Horrible.)
In anticipation of this, I have a baby gift I can give my SIL to give to another mutual friend; another SIL-sponsored party that I was not invited to. (See? Catty. I don't do catty well. I hate being trapped in a woman's body, I really really do.)
I want to maintain my cool. I want to be gracious but distant. I want to keep in mind that it is 'Judith's' day. How, dear wise ladies all, do I do this?
And do you think that half a Vicadin before the party will put me to sleep before my head hits the steering wheel?
My one bright spot for the day is that I'll be hanging with Cheesy later on!