Saturday, November 29, 2008

You can choose your friends, but you can't choose your family

My brother-in-law Marc is a pretty funny guy. I think he’s funny in the fact that I enjoy watching him drive my poor sister crazy with his antics. It’s that sisterly love kicking in, I guess. We got to spend some time with the two of them over the Thanksgiving holiday. My sister is six-months pregnant right now. And I mean a VERY obvious six months pregnant. When you weight 100 pounds, it's not hard to look REALLY pregnant. I mean she is the type of pregnant where people comment that she must be ready to deliver at any moment, or is somehow hiding triplets in there. I think that is funny, she does not.

At one point, Marc and my sister Laine had to head to the store for some groceries. My sister inadvertently turned down the liquor aisle in search of something non-liquor related on her list. Her dear husband took great joy in loudly exclaiming, “Laine, you can’t drink alcohol, you are PREGNANT.” Now, if that were me, I would have come up with some loud, embarrassing, comeback, but that’s not my sister’s style. Instead, she quietly ignored him, hoping no one else in the store heard him either, wishing that she’s drop through some miraculous trap-door appearing in the floor. Moments later, at the checkout aisle, he quickly struck again, “Laine, you can’t buy any cigarettes, you are PREGNANT.”

Initially, I was concerned that Craig might pick up some ideas about the fun to be had in public humiliation. Then I realized that even if he did, I would easily beat him at that game. I almost hope he tries it …

4 comments:

Barb said...

Your sister should turn it around and the next time they go to the doctor together for a check up when her hubby is in the room she should just innocently look at the doctor and say, "You know he has been making me drink and smoke the whole time I have been pregant...is that healthy? : LOL

C. Beth said...

Oh, wow, I think he's lucky he still has all his limbs. (He does, right?)

Ha, Barb!!!

Kelly said...

I probably would have said, "Well, since you made me stop smoking crack, getting drunk is the only vice I have left." But, that's just me!

Sandra said...

What a cute story. But, I'm with you -- my husband knows that if he purposely embarrassed me like that in public the payback would be swift and hurtful. I call that love through intimidation! :)