i have returned home from easter with my family. i feel like i’ve been through the wringer. here, some snippets of after-dinner conversation:

i think it should be illegal to have kids when you are 40.
you’re too set in your ways, used to taking care of only yourself, you probably shouldn’t have children.
at least you’ll have your career.
why would you want children now?
maybe someday you’ll get a man.
so jodi, are you going to buy a house? you can’t rent forever.

of course, i didn’t respond to their taunts. i just froze them out. when they were picking their teeth with my bones, i left the table to play josie and the pussycats. i’ve made a decision to become super supportive to my sisters. they love to bitch, but i won’t fall into it anymore. they are just too negative for words and i am sure i am just as bad. who needs such negativity?

so now i have to stop crying and feeling sorry for myself. i’ve begun cultivating a fuck you attitude, which isn’t good. the stoney silence doesn’t seem to work either. i will have to figure out a better way to approach this, and i have to do it quick. we’re throwing a bridal shower for heidi (she’s the pregnant 19-year-old bride to be of my 20-year-old cousin Jason) on friday. marriage, babies, my family and me. . . i am sure it will be wonderful. blech!