The Sponge

Or my sister is a pain in the bum.

Yes, previous post mentioned something briefly about some wedding type stuff I might be endeavoring to work out at the moment, well we came up with a possible date. What with me juggling conference paper presenting and various other commitments this year, Riff and I sat down and we put a possible date throught to the olds for consideration. They were cool with it, and mentioned it to younger sister. Sister said, nope, she wants to leave on holidays that day, make it earlier in the month, the next month, or some time in 2007. Mum asked when would work for her then (it's my frickin wedding mind you, not hers) and Sponge comes back with 'nowhere between March to Noember is good for me. I have motorsport commitments you know and I'm not changing them for Rom'. Sponge then rings me up and explains how she really needs to get this campsite they are booked in for and have to leave on the day of said wedding because it's a long drive to their holidays destination and they have to get this particular campsite. Oh, and really sorry about not being happy with the wedding and stuff, the dog has been sick. I clarified that she wanted me to change the date of my wedding so she can get a campsite. She said yes.

WHAT THE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S A GAWD DAMN CAMPSITE FOR SHITS SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!

The next comment was a classic. 'Why would you want me there anyway? It's not like anyone will miss me'.
Me being nice of course said of course we would, she is family and all. And then I got 'well actually I'm not and I haven't been for a while.' My jaw dropped. Now earlier in the week I copped a similar comment from the Hormonal Chick (HC older sister), it was along the lines of 'just tell us when and where and we will be there, if we're invited of course.'
I replied with 'well that's a doofus comment, of course we would want you there, you're family.'
And the response 'well until we have that invite in our hot little hands, you never know these days'.

My sisters are both nutjobs, I'm sure of it. So back to the Sponge.

I said to her (by this stage I was really pissed off)'I think you need to speak to your older sister, she made a similar dumb comment earlier in the week.' and got back a comment 'well there is a reason for that, I was talking to her and she said...' I cut her off with 'well I don't want to hear it, I've had enough of your pettiness, you need to speak to Mum. Have a nice night'. Bitch. Well bitches both of them in fact.

I got a call 20 minutes later from her boyfriend telling me what dates she was available that I could get married on. Told her where to stick it.

This is the same girl who will happily use the rest of the family for anything and not give a skerrick back, hence why we call her the Sponge. Take take take, never any give back.

All this because she is jealous that another sibling is getting married before her, *again*.

Planning weddings suck, especially with my fruitloop sisters. HC is hoping to fall pregnant, oh god please no. That means I can look forward to her calling me, abusing me, then bursting into tears and hanging up. What a year it's going to be.