I'm leaving next Thursday to head down to New Orleans for a buddy's bachelor party. My wife's birthday is Saturday, and obviously I won't be in town. I've known for weeks that this would not go unpunished, but I just didn't know what that punishment would be....until this morning.
First her mom came into town on Wednesday, which sucks in itself. I just get an email from my wife saying that we were invited by her aunt (her mom's sister) to go spend tonight with them on their lake house with my inlaws.
Shoot me in the fucking face.
They don't drink. Their idea of a good time is to sit around and drink hot cocoa by the fire and play charades and shit. It's just not my idea of fun, especially with people that I detest.
This is going to be a shitty weekend. The only thing getting me through is the fact that in exactly one week from right now, I will probably be on a craps table at Harrah's.