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I sound like I've swallowed a frog. Husband Guy and I had a really bad shouting match last night. It's my fault.
What can I say? I'm offended that Husband Guy's father (he is emphatically NOT my "father-in-law") is having an affair and that he keeps bringing the woman around. Grandma keeps acknowledging and validating their relationship by including Anna in family dinners and other outings.
This is the woman who acted like she owned the house and threw a Christmas party at our house for her friends when Grandma and my MIL weren't in town. This is the woman who foisted her hellspawn daughter on us and assumed that we would babysit on demand. This is the hellspawn that sticks her gum everywhere she's been sitting and demands to play network games.
Husband Guy's father has said to us, on numerous occasions, in no uncertain terms, that he hates children and would never come in contact with our children, if we ever had any. And that we would be wise to never have children because, according to "the Buddhist faith" everyone is born with a purpose and some are born for revenge, so we should all just not have children. He's become a nanny to the hellspawn.
Note to self: this man is not to come within reaching distance of my children.
Grandma truly does not have a problem with her son having an affair - we had a long talk last night - polite and calm, though it was - with me in tears because the whole thing was so wrong on so many levels. She honestly believes it's okay. At that point, I could only politely stand my ground that I wasn't accepting it, cheating on spouses cannot ever be accepted. But that my upbringing has taught me that I am not to argue with an 80 year old grand matriarch.
Yes, how very old-fashioned minded of me. People lie, cheat on their spouses and come home just to yell at their mothers and wives all the time now, it's not a big deal. I have to get over it.
