Holiday Crazy 2021.

   The Ex already started with her Holiday Crazy before we made it to Halloween.  Although technically, Halloween is a holiday sooo...?  I don't know, maybe Halloween has also gotten pulled into her mix of insanity.  Anyway...

  About a week before Halloween, The Ex sent a message in their family group chat asking who wanted to host Thanksgiving; she said that she and Ned could do it, but the "small space isn't do able." (Well for starters, it's spelled "doable."  And if your house is too small then you're not really able to host, are you?  That's like saying, "Would you like to come over so that I can make you coffee?  I don't have any coffee.")

  The Ex then went on to say that she's willing to drive to someone else's house for Thanksgiving but Ned works on Friday, so if the dinner is held on Friday then they're not going to come.  Oh, and The Ex said she doesn't want to do it on Sunday, either. (So in summary: The Ex offered to host but doesn't really want to, yet still wants to dictate which day of the week they'll be having dinner at someone else's home.)

  The Ex's oldest sister replied that their bathroom is getting remodeled so their house is not going to be an option.  Son replied that their apartment was half the size of The Ex's house. (There's nowhere else to have dinner.  The Ex's parents live in a trailer and two of her sisters live with them.  The Ex's brother, his wife, and kids live in a trailer.  The Ex's niece and nephews all share apartments with either their partners or friends.) The Ex then announced that if she and Ned host, they're going to have dinner on Thursday; nobody responded. (Son already said he wants to come by us for Thanksgiving.  I'm not holding my breath, but I would be really happy if it worked out.)

  Then last night, we were discussing how Husband and Daughter are going out-of-state for Christmas this year.  (It's Husband's dad's first Christmas alone and he wants to be there with him; Daughter offered to go with him and pay for half the rental car.  She is honestly such an amazing human being.  It's like she inherited absolutely nothing from her egg donor.)  Someone asked if Daughter had told The Ex that she wasn't going to be here for Christmas.  Daughter sighed and said not yet; she said she hadn't talked to The Ex for a couple of weeks.

  As if her ears were ringing, The Ex suddenly messaged Daughter.  Not, "Hi, how are you?"  Not, "How's work?"  Not, "How's Guy?"  Not, "I love you and miss you."  Nope.  This is not at all what The Ex wanted to discuss with Daughter.  Here's the conversation:


   The Ex:  I want this for Christmas [Christmas tree emoji]
   The Ex:  [Screenshot of a Ninja-brand coffee maker with a built-in frother]
   Daughter:  You know what's funny I was just looking for your Christmas present
   The Ex:  Its at kolhs (Oh, so The Ex is saying that she wants DAUGHTER to buy this for her for Christmas.  And just because I'm a jerk, it's spelled "Kohl's" and not "Kolhs"...dumbass.)
   Daughter:  Yeah but for how much
   The Ex:  $189.99 (No, seriously.  This woman just told her child that she wants an almost $200 coffee maker for a Christmas gift.  Now hold on, because it still gets worse.)
   Daughter:  Damnnnnnnnn
   The Ex:  You can give me your kolhs cash afterwards too (...I'm sorry, what??  For those of you not familiar, Kohl's has a reward program that they call "Kohl's Cash" - for every $50 you spend at Kohl's, you earn a free $10 in Kohl's Cash to use in the store.  So not only does The Ex want a gift that will be over $200 once the tax is added on, but then she also wants the Kohl's Cash that Daughter earned from the purchase in addition to the gift.  I'd advise taking a Tylenol or Advil at this point because there's still more.)
   Daughter:  That's sooo much (She is correct.  That's an absurd amount of money to request that your CHILD spend on your gift.)
   The Ex:  Tomorrow is the day to get it... $15 for every $50 spent (Omfg....so not only does she expect Daughter to buy this gift and give her the extra money, but she wants Daughter to buy it on a specific day so that The Ex will have more extra money.  And hang on, because there's still room for this to get worse.)
   The Ex:  Am I not worth it??? (You stupid, selfish, unfathomable bitch.)
   The Ex:  I want a Ninja blender too
   The Ex:  [Screenshot of a Ninja food processor]
   The Ex:  Plus 15% off
   The Ex:  Almost $20 off (Soooo...go buy it yourself and get your own Kohl's Cash, you incompetent swine.)
   Daughter:  I'm really not trying to spend that much. (Daughter is the real MVP, y'all.)
   The Ex:  So, I'm not worth it then (No, you're not.  You are utterly worthless in every way imaginable.)
   The Ex: [five different emojis of surprised, sad, and crying faces] (I honestly cannot stand anything about this woman.  She is such a worthless sac of human existence.)
   Daughter:  It has nothing to do with that. I want to get you a heart felt gift.


  The Ex read Daughter's message about wanting to give a heartfelt gift; hasn't said a word since then.  So many things are echoing in my head: The Ex telling the kids that all Husband and/or I cared about was money; The Ex calling us money-hungry, greedy, etc.; The Ex accusing Son of thinking Husband was better than her or loving Husband more than her, just because Husband "had more money."

  Before Daughter sent her last message, I said almost the same thing to her that she typed.  Christmas gifts are not supposed to be about the price tag that's on them; they're supposed to be about the thought and effort that went into them.  My most treasured gifts are the ones that I've gotten from my kids that they made at school because they were thinking about me.  It cost them nothing to make but to me, they are priceless.  Not to mention that exchanging gifts isn't even the meaning of Christmas.  But we have this stupid cow over here, whining and crying that she's "not worth" a $200 Christmas present.

  Excuse me while I go put my head through a plate-glass window.  My brain can't handle her selfishness right now.