I was annoyed at first, but now I cannot help but laugh.

DW had this grand idea in her head to host a Thanksgiving Dinner. My folks are out of town so they're out. DW's folks are stuck babbysitting DW's-sister's kids. Sis and her hubby went on vacation (funny how these people always go on vacation WITHOUT their kids). After the camping trip, I told DW that I don't want to see those kids again, unless they undergo shock-therapy treatment, but hey, they are still family and who was I to say no to family.

But MIL supposedly got a new job that required her to work late Thanksgiving and as for FIL, well FIL is only good entertaining kids and telling grandpa jokes. Stuff like, cleaning, putting on clothes, brushing their hair, keeping them in line etc. You know, the *ACTUAL* parenting stuff? Apparently he can't do that on his own so that makes the in-laws and the DW's sister's kids a no-show.

This left my brother and his wife and daughter. That's enough people to have a dinner party right?

*BUZZER*

Normally, my brother and his wife are good dependable people. Unfortunately, my brother's wife has a sister who is - how should I put this? - a sex-starved flagship of drama. Whenever she says jump, my brother and his wife become instantly lobotomized zombies and do whatever it is this woman commands them to do. Which is exactly what happened a few days before Thanksgiving. This came as no surprise to me because this sh*t happens every Thanksgiving and Christmas. I told my brother that he and his wife should grow a backbone and tell this woman "No, we've made other arrangements" once in a while, but apparently that's not in the cards.

So that just leaves me, DW, with little BD, BS and Tall-boy (who would rather just stick his index finger in a jar of Nutella than eat turkey).

Then DW gets the bright idea. "Hey SS, why don't you invite Vicky?"

SS shrugs his shoulders and says "yeah okay."

Every day for the last week DW asked him "So did you ask her? IS she coming?"

SS was evasive; either he forgot or he didn't see her that day...Ect. At one point I asked "SS? Are you atually going out with this girl?"

SS looks at me and asks "What do you mean?"

Geezus Christ kid, I didn't ask you to recite Einstein's Third Postulate. Are you, or are you not dating this girl?

Finally, on the day before Thanksgiving, DW crosses paths with Vicky's stepmom (Yes, this girl has a stepmom). DW asks her if Vicky can come over. Stepmom says "Sure! I don't see why not?"

Apparently, later that day, Vicky walks up to SS in school and asks "Excuse me! Weren't you supposed to ask me something SS!?"....Oh how I would have loved to have seen that!

Flash forward to a couple of hours before Thanksgiving. I'm doing the last bunch of errands when DW calls me in a panic.

"Vicky doesn't eat meat!!! She's a vegetarian!"