so if you are in a good mood and dont feel like hearing some hormonal pregnant woman whining about nothing too important, then i suggest you dont read this. although you could possibly have a laugh at my expense i know i would LOL. thats all it is going to be... just a bitch fest that i need to get out before i burst into a pile of very unatractive gloop and gore.

so basically this all started when i fell over this morning, nothing major just enough to piss me off, some dick (i wont mention names) left a plastic coat hanger on a laminate floor, and while on my way to chasing our horrible ginger cat out side (he sneaks in the house to shit in brodies room, hence forth a no cat in house policy), because he was on the kitchen table eating brodies left over breakfast, which i hadnt gotten around to quite cleaning up at that piont at 7 in the morning. i slipped on the coat hanger and smashed my knee on the door frame.

at this piont, had euronymous (the ginger cat) or the person who left the coat hanger on the floor been within reach, or within earshot, i could have been up for major assult and animal cruelty.

so just as i get up in agony after doing the splits and smashing my knee the phone rang. i hobbled over and answered it.

it was my dad (whom i dont particulaly like at all infact you could say he rubs me up the wrong way and puts me in a very sour mood in general).

he didnt say hallo he just said in his extremely loud voice (and my god i mean hold the phone away as far as you can reach, loud)

"get out of bed"

now had i have had the pleasure of being in bed at that point in time, him saying that could have led to more forms of abuse, cruelty and possibly jail.

he wanted to tell me that the date our whole family had been planning for months to meet up for x mas was an inconvenience now because it is my stupid step mums, mothers birthday on that day. and they need to go out to dinner with her.

ok great have a birthday celebration, but dont tell me it is something unavoidable, that snuck up on you dad, its an old womans birthday,pretty sure you had plenty of notice it was coming up!

the other thing is why cant people say " oh im sorry, i already have plans for that day, that four people have changed rosters for etc, for a specific day to suit me in the first place."

it just really pisses me off beyond belief! i hate my dad anyway so why do i have to organise anything for his benefit. this whole x mas thing was supposed to be organised by other people in my family because i said mid year i wouldnt want to handle everything again, because by x mas i will hav 2 weeks before my babies due date and i cant imagine i will be able or wanting to organise a pack of yuppie adults just so they can open their presents like spoilt children.

just a little history lesson

i have organised x mas for these people who are all over 40 for the last 4 years, i have bought the food, even though they all have thier own buisnesses and own thier own houses in the rich parts of sydney, and i have been a struggling single mum, organised the venues, organised days that can suit everyone. and this year i just wanted a break. its not good enough! they are all still contantly ringing me asking me what sould be done.

JUST ONE FUCKING YEAR !!! IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK?

sorry but i think i lost it there a bit.

so i basically told them all that i dont care they can do what they want, dad got the shits and said, that i was obviously stressed about it and he didnt understand why. told me to have a think about it and he would call me later to find out what is going to be the new plan.

is it just me or have they misunderstood my point entirly ?

i am going to explode soon and tell them they can jam their xmas where the sun dont shine!

does any one have any advice on what i should say to dad when he rings tonight? i would like to be diplomatic but if im left to my own devices i could possibly wind up telling him i wont be coming to xmas at all. dramatic i know, but i am slightly fed up, if you didnt already notice. LOL.