I've been gone from the blogosphere for awhile, busy establishing myself here in Hawaii. But I wanted to take a moment to let you all know that I hate my boyfriends sister.
I thought if there was going to be anyone in his family I'd have an issue with it would surely be his mother. I mean I've heard plenty of mother in law horror stories (no I'm not engaged). But apparently everyone failed to mention the disaster that can only be described as the 20 year old spoiled brat control freak know it all bitch little sister.
Luckily my saintly mother gave me some great advice about how to handle the little monster of a human being. She told me to be nice no matter what and not to complain to my boyfriend about his sister because, after all, it is his sister and I shouldnt put him in the position of having to defend her. She advised that he would notice if she was unfriendly and to let him address it with her on his own (which she was and he did). My dad had 9 brothers and sisters so I figured my mom probably had some good experience in this area.
The problem was that my mother gave me this advice AFTER I told my boyfriend that his sister was a "spoiled fucking brat" and that I would rather cut my fingers off than be around her any more. Oh, in case you were curious, she was here for a week visiting with another one of his sisters (who I got along great with). My revelation of hatred wasn't that well received at first but after spending a few days confined in a 1 bedroom apartment with this gem of a girl, my boyfriend began to see where I was coming from.
Needless to say I hope that this particular sister (and she's only his half sister really, which makes it ok for me to hate her) never sets foot on this island again. If she does, I'm going to conveniently work lots of overtime and/or fake a severe illness that requires inpatient hospitalization.
Thank you for allowing me to vent. I knew there was a reason I was an only child, siblings suck.
-gwyn aka sister hater