So I hear down the grapevine that theres yet more drama. More family pissed off at me.
A month ago my uncle and his partner were in NY, and headed down to visit us. First time they'd met H, we had a nice meal. All seemed great.
I phoned a week later to see how they were doing, that they'd made it back ok etc. I then asked for his partners name and birthdate. H's job - not to go into it in too much depth - likes to know when he comes into contact with foreign nationals. He seemed fine about it. Said he understood.
Now I'm hearing that he's been bitching to everyone who will listen about the fact I asked for her details (I already knew his, but maybe he thought I was victimising her) and that H didn't call him himself to ask. Well, H was working. And when H came home from work, it was too late/early (4am) to call Uncle.
But, he hasn't called me. So, I'm going to call him.
I love my family, I do. But, you got a problem with me, you bring it to me. You don't bring it to everyone but me. It makes me mad. Don't stress out my mum to the point where she gets all defensive because her baby is 4000 miles away and you're pissed off at her. I mean, seriously. Grow the F up.
/rant off