I'll recap my weekend until now. Thursday my husband and I (we married last may but had our wedding just this past weekend)were packing our things for the weekend away and decided since we hadn't gotten anniversary gifts we would go together today, Monday, on our last day off before work. Friday we wake up and I leave in the morning to head to the resort to meet up with my family that had flown in and visit with them along with my wedding party as we were rehearsing that night. My husband was to pick SDalmost9 up from her Mom around 5pm and his parents would come later that night to join. DH and SD showed up along with the best man..his parents didn't show up...let alone buy the dinner as traditionally the grooms side does. My mother paid for about 80 percent of this wedding. My husband and I paying the rest. My mom was extremely generous as we do not have the funds to have pulled off the wedding!! So no big deal Im not upset by his parents not showing up but its just funny because Im sure they were embarrassed that they had not contributed one cent (but his Mom goes out and blows money on CRAP on a daily basis for herself and SD) Sd Has SO MUCH JUNK purchased by my MIL. But again, I don't really care about the money factor..my Mom had it covered. Just funny to me. Ok so the wedding day is Saturday, MIL is to DROP SD off at my suite....she shows up with FIL and Grandma-in-LAW in tow and decides to plop herself down in my room where my Mom, myself, wedding party and photographer are trying to get ready..mind you we are RUNNING LATE as it is. MIL is constantly distracting me and calling me to come help her with SD...I AM THE EFFFING BRIDE FOR GOD SAKE..get out and LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!! SD is her usual self grumping about not wanting her hair done...moaning about how she hates her dress and hair and shoes and we "BETTER HAVE A CHANGE OF CLOTHES FOR HER". FIL ends up having to bribe her with money to get her to even smile for pictures for gods sake. FInally they exit the room and I am driven over to the main hall. I walk down the aisle fine and dandy the ceremony was nice. We get to our sweetheart table and SD9 is climbing all over DH and under the table...ok whatever normally Id be annoyed but Im trying to have a good time. Then DH gets up from his own wedding sweetheart table with his wife to go get SD food and drink..cant someone else do that?!!!! So I am awkwardly sitting there alone!!! Always the third wheel!!!!!!! Well then the phone calls with his fucking EXWIFE BITCH BM begin....Apparently DH thinks its a good idea to pull out his phone while sitting at our wedding table to let SD begin calling her Mom asking her to bring her a change of clothes. Several more phone calls ensue. BM begins changing plans for where SD will go after the wedding, stressing me out on my FUCKING WEDDING DAY about SD!!! I couldn't believe he thought it would be ok to have BM come anywhere NEAR the wedding? Knowing the constant problems we have with this no good deadbeat woman? SD can stay in her god damned Dress for a few hours !!! It wasn't about her! This was supposed to be the one day all about me! But leave it to whiny SD to always get what she wants out of her guilty effing Daddy. An hour goes by and SD begins again with her whining of how she wants her dress off and how she is tired and itchy and blah blah blah. His parents end up leaving the wedding early and taking SD with them to spend the night. AGain I am not upset by this but its funny that the grooms parents of all people want to leave. I cant say Im not happy SD is finally out of my hair though. So Yesterday, Sunday, we wake up to go lay by the pool. We visit with family a little bit before they leave and We eat lunch and have a nice time and all is well. We leave the resort around 1:30 and get home by 2:15. DH is tired and wants to lay down. Im ready to enjoy the day together as it is our anniversary and we are kidless until Monday at 3pm but whatever I guess Ill rest with him for a while and we can go out later. So I lay down with him and we nap until 5. I get up and get in the shower telling him to wake up so we can go out to eat for our anniversary dinner. When I get out of the shower DH tells me he feels nauseous and doesnt want to get up. I tell him it is because he is hungry and we drank alot this weekend and once we get out of the house and he eats a little he will feel better. He progressively complains more that he really doesnt feel like going anywhere and doesnt feel good. I get a little mad because I want to go enjoy the night and I feel he is overreacting. He does this thing where the moment he doesnt feel right he mentally gets himself to where the anxiety turns it into something worse than it was. ALWAYS HAPPENS. So I end up having to order out food for myself and pick up some pepto and gatorade and soup for him. I coome home and eat my takeout alone in the dining room and later on he comes out and he eats soup and then lays back down. And what do you know right before Im getting ready to go to sleep he was feeling better. PERFECT. SO whatever Im annoyed but figure I shouldnt be a complete bitch if he really wasnt feeling good. SO this morning we wake up..its our last day off...and DH tells me he is going to bring cupcakes to SDs school for her class because he told her he would and check her out of school early and bring her to the beach with us. Oh, thanks for making plans with MY DAY without telling me until afterwards. So he woke me up early with an alarm to go tend to SD and forget about our plans to go get our anniversary gifts!!!!! I am SO TIRED of getting the short end of the stick!!!!!!! ALWAYS!!!! I am sick of his bratty kid and BITCH, NO GOOD Ex wife!!!!!! She does NOTHING and gets the credit and SD is an awkward BRAT that RUNS her dads life and will barely even give me a hug when I pretty much give up most of my wants and needs for HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know this is a long ridiculous rant but GOD I can never tell my DH these things and he thinks I am crazy and emotional for no reason but if he only knew how much I resent this situation sometimes he would probably divorce me. What a wonderful wedding weekend!!! Such bliss........