- 5 years ago
- Wedding: April 2018
Had a party at the 99 House this weekend, celebrating what was the end of a five year long, very painful journey for Mr. 99…..everything was great, we were all having a good time.
A lifelong friend of Mr. 99’s was married about three years after we were, has two kids and is generally a busy guy, we get it….he wanted to be sure to make it to this party because he knows how significant this is to my husband, which is nice….his wife however, is a rather troubled soul and after a terrible first marriage has a few problems with controlling behavior and general mistrust….we’ve all made a concentrated effort to be sensitive, but at some point, you just don’t give a shit anymore…and we’re all totally confused, because she wasn’t like this before they got hitched….
Anyway, she did everything she could to try and make him miss the party altogether, he was a couple of hours late, but we don’t mind…so he arrives, it apparent that he’s aggitated and he has his two year old daughter with him…no biggie, we’ve got kids ranging from 11 to 4 already, playing in an inflatable pool in the yard….the kids are having a ball, we’re all talking and eating and catching up….it gets dark, the kids conk out in the basement in the blanket fort we had preconstructed, while and endless stream of Disney movies play and all is well in the house of 99.
People start packing up to leave, but a few people decided to get it over with and tie one on…my BIL stayed, because his wife doesn’t drink he had a Dirty Delete but she was having fun talking and reminiscing and her daughter was contently sleeping inside, and Friend and his daughter are still here too….
Mr. 99 breaks out a jar of moonshine around 1 am and I decide I’ve had quite enough to drink already and that I’m exhausted, I bid my guests a good night, and head to bed…..
I wake up the next morning to the snoring man mountain that is my husband, half undressed and draped across the lower half of our bed….I manage to get him in a more comfortable state for sleeping and head downstairs only to find Friend and Baby in the kitchen….no worries, I put on a pot of coffee, get the little one a sippie of milk, turn on the ever amazing Caillou and direct Friend to the nearest bathroom as he turns green around the gills at the smell of hot bean juice and I entertain his daughter while her Daddy horks up his shoes courtesy of that White Lightening he over indulged in last night.
When he finally comes up for air, Mr. 99 is up and whipping up biscuits and gravy from scratch, the little one is snuggled between the dogs happy as a clam and had a banana and some dry cereal to eat, we watch her while her Daddy showers and send them home around 9:30 without giving it another thought…
Then the phone rang…..its Mrs. Friend and shes mad as hell and wants a piece of my ass for letting her husband get drunk in front of her daughter with no one watching her and she was worried sick all night because he stopped answering his phone…what the hell is wrong with me?
I advised Mrs. Friend that at no time was her daughter unsupervised or in danger and since it’s Mr. Friend that she’s married to, I take no responsibility in his communications or lack thereof with her…she certainly knew EXACTLY where he was and had our home number if she was so worried. Then I bid her good day and hung up….
What the hell….? I get being steamed at HIM….if he maintained radio silence then that’s HIS thing but I certainly shouldn’t have to make sure all the adults in my house have properly advised their spouses of their plans for the night AND I was a highly paid nanny for a number of years before I met Mr. 99, I am aware of the needs and concerns associated with a two year old and had set up child friendly zones in the house before the party…so why call over here to holler at me?
Any of you Bees get something like this? I am totally confused….