Have you ever known that there is a very big storm coming?  One of those storms that is so big that it makes the ground and your insides quake just from aura around it?  You don't know how it will turn out.  All you can do is grit your feet down, tie your self to something solid and hope for the best.  Well if any of you that deem me worthy enough to read my blog and have had "the not so in-laws" coming over you know exactly what I am feeling.

     I have been cleaning the apartment now for the last day and tomorrow I am going to borrow the upstairs neighbor’s carpet washer and do the carpets.  I can only hope that when my fiancé’s mother and sister get here that everything will go smooth.  Her sister and I have never really seen eye to eye, she believes that she is miss thing and can pick on any one she likes and no one can retaliate.  Basically, in my opinion, a just recently 15 year old spoiled teenage drama queen with an attitude.  I believe in having self esteem, sticking up for your self, not letting people walk over you, and every one is equal.  So needless to say right now her sister and I don't see eye to eye on many things, in fact at most we tolerate each other. 

     The last time I was with her parents (luckily the father isn't coming along this time, however that makes 4 women in the house with me as the only male) I will admit the last time went pretty well, but I had to take a few shots from her sister with out saying anything to keep the peace.  I know better now because one time I made her cry by saying something when she insulted me in front of her friends.  I knew she was just showing off for them but I am not one to just bend over and take so I said something and the next thing I knew she was crying.  I didn't think what I said was that horrible but miss thing and her unstable 14 year old (at the time) female emotions took it as so and got me in deep trouble with my woman and her parents.  Of course this was her ticket to making me a free target for her and her friends now.  Whatever. Well I will let you know how it goes, after they are here for I believe 5 days and do some massive shopping (which they always do, and then my woman complains about money later).  Do I love this woman to put up with all the crap I put up with?  What do you all think?