It’s Her Party
January 12, 2005 § Leave a comment
My mom has a very bad habit of making all things about her. The sibling just called, upset at mom for doing this yet again.
My sister’s birthday is this weekend, and in our family it is traditional to go out because NO ONE should cook or do dishes on a birthday. And, in the realm of tradition, it happens that mom chooses wherever we go, despite the birthday girl’s wishes. This wouldn’t be such a bad thing if my mom’s favorite restaurants didn’t include every bad chain restaurant known to man (Red Lobster, Olive Garden, etc.). I remember one fateful year when I refused to go to one of those and instead opted for a small, quaint Japanese restaurant. During the entire meal, I was subjected to comments like “this isn’t very flavorful” and “next time we’ll do Chinese” and “that wasn’t worth the trip.” Gotta love her.
Yes, it’s a small thing to get upset over, but when it happens every year (22 in her case) it grates.on.your.nerves. I told her the best way to get around this is to basically give her no choice. Give her a time and place and that’s that. She’ll pout and complain, but we’re all quite used to it.