You can't choose your family...

This has been a thorn in my side for the past 10 days...and I apologize in advance, but I'm going to be a little blue in my language today.

My parents drove 1100 miles to see their new granddaughter and help us take care of Peanut while Juice was in the hospital. My mom took time away from her business, and my dad, well, he took time away from fishing, but still, they drove down from Illinois.

Juice's father and middle brother came to visit while she was in the hospital, but her younger brother didn't visit until after we got home, and we had to take Peach to see her oldest brother at work.

We have yet to see any of our nieces/nephews or sisters in law.

At least Juice's immediate family is trying, but those guys, well, they just married them some bitches now.

One sister in law has no excuse...she doesn't work, she doesn't do jack shit, but she can't bring her offspring and her happy ass to come see us?

The other sister in law, the one whose family we are most close with, has not so much as called because of something Juice said offhand about her acting like a bitch when she came for Peanut's birthday party. She came to our house, sat here like she was mad at the world, didn't say crap to anyone, and Juice called her on it.

We're heading up to Illinois in about a week, and I'll bet money that relatives who live a thousand miles from us will see her before some of her family that lives in town.

And that's just fucked up.