this morning i dreamed about the in-laws and my son.
for those of you who don't know, i inherited my son thru marriage. i hardly talk about him here because i don't see or talk to him much in real life. i met him when he was 10 or 11. he already had a momma so i didn't try to step in to play that role. he and i have our own special relationship. sometimes he calls me ma; sometimes not. it's cool.
my in-laws are personae non gratae. i don't fool with them and they don't fool with me. due to the meddling and undue influence of the most senior female family member, those people got off on the wrong foot with me. over the years, some of us had managed to "put up with" the other(s). a few of us had even managed to develop genuine ties to the other(s). then the most senior female family member -- who cannot be truly happy in her misery unless she has others sharing in it too -- put her big mouth and even bigger foot in to destroy the tenuous strands that built the bridge(s) that create(d) family ties.
what i learned from those adventures is that for some folk, blood truly is thicker than water. and even if that blood relative is a known muck-racker, the bird-kin will flock around the perp as if she spouted truth everlasting.
whaddya do?
*shrug*
here's what i did: i put up with those people as long as i could then i decided to stop dealing with them. i have enough drama with my own family of origin and any attempt at inserting extra commotion into my life gets the cold shoulder.
now y'all know i digress. back to the dreams. '-)
i dreamed i visited my stepson (who is currently visiting acquaintances). i thought he was gonna say he was coming home but he said he was going to a show with his friends. he showed me the ticket or program thingie and the date was aug 10. (all y'all gambling folk can play 810.) when i realized he wasn't coming home, i cried.
the other dream was scary. i dreamed we were going on a road trip with my brother-in-law and his family. (wife and 2 kids) i don't know how we were all gonna fit in the car cuz it was a toyota camry. (it was a gold camry too so look up the number for gold and play it y'all.) with me, mr. bliss, and baby bliss, there would have been 7 in the car.
(i can think of a funny-but-possibly-offensive ethnic "slur" that mr. bliss would insert here -- based on his parentage and the number of people in the car -- but i won't say it. he's proud of his mixed heritage but like a lot of people i know, he's not above joking about it.)
any way, i cannot imagine anything short of a life-threatening emergency that would make me get in a car with 6 other people. and God forbid it should be a road trip. i'm a bad road trip passenger in any vehicle: if i'm riding, i can't fall asleep and get irritable. if i'm driving, i'll need to stop at least once every hour so i don't fall asleep. in a car with 6 other people, i'd be ready for a straight jacket 30 minutes into the ride. knowing i'd have to get back in the car might be enough to have me hitchhiking at the rest stop.
i don't know where we supposed to go in the gold camry cuz i didn't get in the car. i was standing at the curb, they pulled up, i opened the door, stuck my head in and commented on the kids (specifically the little girl's hair).
that's all the action i remember. the rest was my thoughts about how we would all fit in the car.
i guess that's when i either woke up or went into the other dream.
.
for those of you who don't know, i inherited my son thru marriage. i hardly talk about him here because i don't see or talk to him much in real life. i met him when he was 10 or 11. he already had a momma so i didn't try to step in to play that role. he and i have our own special relationship. sometimes he calls me ma; sometimes not. it's cool.
my in-laws are personae non gratae. i don't fool with them and they don't fool with me. due to the meddling and undue influence of the most senior female family member, those people got off on the wrong foot with me. over the years, some of us had managed to "put up with" the other(s). a few of us had even managed to develop genuine ties to the other(s). then the most senior female family member -- who cannot be truly happy in her misery unless she has others sharing in it too -- put her big mouth and even bigger foot in to destroy the tenuous strands that built the bridge(s) that create(d) family ties.
what i learned from those adventures is that for some folk, blood truly is thicker than water. and even if that blood relative is a known muck-racker, the bird-kin will flock around the perp as if she spouted truth everlasting.
whaddya do?
*shrug*
here's what i did: i put up with those people as long as i could then i decided to stop dealing with them. i have enough drama with my own family of origin and any attempt at inserting extra commotion into my life gets the cold shoulder.
now y'all know i digress. back to the dreams. '-)
i dreamed i visited my stepson (who is currently visiting acquaintances). i thought he was gonna say he was coming home but he said he was going to a show with his friends. he showed me the ticket or program thingie and the date was aug 10. (all y'all gambling folk can play 810.) when i realized he wasn't coming home, i cried.
the other dream was scary. i dreamed we were going on a road trip with my brother-in-law and his family. (wife and 2 kids) i don't know how we were all gonna fit in the car cuz it was a toyota camry. (it was a gold camry too so look up the number for gold and play it y'all.) with me, mr. bliss, and baby bliss, there would have been 7 in the car.
(i can think of a funny-but-possibly-offensive ethnic "slur" that mr. bliss would insert here -- based on his parentage and the number of people in the car -- but i won't say it. he's proud of his mixed heritage but like a lot of people i know, he's not above joking about it.)
any way, i cannot imagine anything short of a life-threatening emergency that would make me get in a car with 6 other people. and God forbid it should be a road trip. i'm a bad road trip passenger in any vehicle: if i'm riding, i can't fall asleep and get irritable. if i'm driving, i'll need to stop at least once every hour so i don't fall asleep. in a car with 6 other people, i'd be ready for a straight jacket 30 minutes into the ride. knowing i'd have to get back in the car might be enough to have me hitchhiking at the rest stop.
i don't know where we supposed to go in the gold camry cuz i didn't get in the car. i was standing at the curb, they pulled up, i opened the door, stuck my head in and commented on the kids (specifically the little girl's hair).
that's all the action i remember. the rest was my thoughts about how we would all fit in the car.
i guess that's when i either woke up or went into the other dream.
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