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Saturday Feb 12, 2011

I should probably pick my timing better when having fights with people than a few days before they’re due to stay with me.

Still, a very satisfying argument.

My parents divorced when I was a wee one, I think I was about 5 and Sabine 6 or 7. Since I’m turning 30 in a couple of months it’s been a while.

Beth and DJ’s wedding is next weekend and since Beth and I have been friends since high school she’s invited my parents to the wedding.

Except my mother didn’t want to sit with Dad. Not next to him, not on the same table.

Never mind that it’s a relatively small wedding and that you don’t want to be that guest being demanding. It also meant that Mum was sitting with Sabine, Mormon Housewife and her husband while Dad was sitting at a table on his own.

So I raised it with her, I didn’t think it was fair on Dad sitting on his own when it’s been such a long time. It didn’t go well and she hung up on me. It may have been me telling her I was disappointed in her. Hmm.

Mum and Dad did a fucking fantastic job raising Sabine and I post divorce. They never went to court, worked out support agreements and custody themselves and they were civil to each other. I mean considering the marriage wasn’t particularly happy they handled themselves really well.

But I’ve never had a single birthday celebration where both of them were there, they never both came to school events and I’ve never pushed it. Dad doesn’t have an issue with Mum and doesn’t have any problems with seeing her but she does.

And I’ve had enough. What happens when I get married? Will I have to have two receptions?

Or when I have children, I’m sure as hell not having separate christenings or birthday parties because she doesn’t feel like being around Dad.

I didn’t choose to have divorced parents but I do and the least she can do is make an effort with the father of her children.

This is me putting my foot down, it’s been a QUARTER OF A CENTURY! She’s a grown woman and she can bloody well sit at the same table at the rare event with Dad and she will bloody well be civil.

She flies in tomorrow and is staying with me for a couple of nights and we’re going to talk about this. I’ll let you know if I’m written out of the will.

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My parents are…well were the same. They’re still not on the best of terms, but they can at least be in the same room as each other, and joke around sometimes. It sucks, doesn’t it? It’s so awkward and fucked up, and you just want to slap a bitch. Gah. Good on you for coming forward and telling her tho, she doesn’t have any right to be demanding over YOUR friend’s wedding! Ridic!

February 17th, 2011 | 11:01 am
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