Am I the Only One?

My sister-in-law really drives me crazy! I know that a lot of people think "Oh *insert sil name here* really doesn't have any friends. You should be more friendly!" But you know what? I don't give a damn! First her not having a lot of friends is not my fault and second, it's not my problem. I mean, it's not like I can make friends for her! She needs to get off her ass, stop making excuses and do it herself.

Without going into a lot of details, she had a privilege to use our washer and dryer and abused it to the point where she technically could have been trespassing. She came over uninvited and would use a key to our house to let herself in whenever she felt like it.

True, all of that happened over a year ago, but can you see how that would color my opinion of her?

The thing that really gets me frosts is her "the world has to revolve around me" complex. I really don't know what's the truth and whats a lie anymore. And with this "TWHTRAM" thing, I know way more about what happened in their bedroom than anyone needs to know! She'll say or do anything to have all the attention focused on her. And where she does have several mental illnesses and control issues, I don't want her left alone with my son. She has made, more than a few times, comments on why she would shake a baby. You do not joke about that, just liked you don't joke about having a bomb in an airport. When you do, you get in deep shit.

I have told her that she is not aloud in the same room with my child, and she has a conniption fit claiming that she 'doesn't remember' saying those things and how she's entitled to time with her nephew because she's his aunt and my husbands sister and how she heard her dad say it once so it's okay for her to joke about.
1) How handy that you can't remember things only when you're in trouble. 2)A baby is not a right, it's a gift. You may be his aunt, but we are his parents and our commitment to keep him safe outweighs our commitment to make you happy. 3) I don't care if Pope John Paul II said this on his death bed: it is not okay.

I warned her a long time ago: anyone who clings on too tight to me I'll end up hating. I told her this, and she just clung tighter. And where we have a lot of the same mental illnesses, when she's down, she does her damnedest to bring me with her. I've been med. free for over nine months and out of hospital for over a year. I don't want to go to that dark place again... I can't go there. I have to look out for my little guy.

Am I out of place to feel or think these things?

Foodie!

I’ve been having the urge to feed so much lately and for foods that I normally wouldn’t even want. For example; I hate tomatoes (tomato is okay with me when it’s with other things, just not by itself) and I really don’t like cream cheese.
Well, being the freaky, prago lady I am, I’ve been wanting sun-dried tomato and basal tasting things. So I got to thinking (uh-oh!) why not make a pastry like that.
I tried it, I loved it, and I wanted to share it with y’all. Here goes!

Sun-Dried Tomato and Basal Pastries

1-pack of pre-baked, frozen pastry cups (preferably the mini ones)
1-pack of sun-dried tomatoes
1-carton of cream cheese
Dried, crushed basal to own taste

Cut up the tomatoes into very small bits. Cut up as many as you need or want. Mix tomatoes in with cream cheese. Add basal. Let it marinade over night in the refrigerator.
Thaw the pastry cups. Spoon cream cheese mix into a plastic baggy and snip off the tip. Pipe into pastry cups. Garnish with tomato slices and/or fresh basal.
Serve chilled.

Depending on how much cream cheese you have you can make enough to feed a small party to an army! I don’t have any pictures right now, I’ll try to make up a fresh batch and photograph them to post in an edit.

Hope you enjoy!