tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post3109777607979923971..comments2023-11-05T05:39:45.583-05:00Comments on Jason. For the love of God.: Easter dinner.That Chick Over Therehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03066031548129806050noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-47091356826407446782007-04-13T12:42:00.000-05:002007-04-13T12:42:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Patiently waitinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11550095954657005335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-88088253968980466932007-04-11T22:13:00.000-05:002007-04-11T22:13:00.000-05:00I love pecan pie! As a matter of fact, I want som...I love pecan pie! As a matter of fact, I want some too, right now!<BR/><BR/>If I could make you feel better, I would. I really would.SJINCOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08145386056147611628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-62784277087030952782007-04-10T16:33:00.000-05:002007-04-10T16:33:00.000-05:00wow, that totally sucks..I cant believe the kids f...wow, that totally sucks..<BR/><BR/>I cant believe the kids family wants nothing to do with them, its their loss, not yours..u have to look at it that way..The people whom do not write or call your kids are missing out.<BR/><BR/>I sort of deal with a simailar thing...not exactly the same, but I do deal with crap with the in laws.<BR/><BR/>I hate pecan pie, and ham..<BR/><BR/>Apple pie, heck yes..eyes_only4himhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09065691170535846749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-12015783152511781792007-04-10T16:18:00.000-05:002007-04-10T16:18:00.000-05:00A while ago I wrote about how my kids step grandpa...A while ago I wrote about how my kids step grandparents sent them birthday cards and money from Australia, while their own paternal grandparents didn't even call and they are only 2 hours away. My daughter is 12 and hasn't seen them since she was 7. <BR/><BR/>It is sad that 2 people who haven't even met my kids treat them better than people related to them by blood. <BR/><BR/>But as is the same with your situation...it's their loss. It's just sad that all our kids have to suffer too.Emma in Canadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17058142553612290594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-88065298226695848392007-04-10T16:10:00.000-05:002007-04-10T16:10:00.000-05:00I can so understand why you don't want to feel tha...I can so understand why you don't want to feel that way, but I also understand why you do. Because were I in the exact same situation, I'd be feeling the exact same way.<BR/><BR/>And I'm not just saying that to be cheesy and supportive or anything. I really mean it.<BR/><BR/>And while a bunch of online friends loving you to bits and inviting you in isn't quite the same as a big happy extended family, I want to throw my invite on top of the pile.<BR/><BR/>'Cause I make one heck of a pecan pie, and I'd love for your sweet family to get out of that yeurghy neighbourhood and come up here and eat some with us. ~hugs~Kimberly Vanderhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653757517652257445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-86365221466268813922007-04-10T11:47:00.000-05:002007-04-10T11:47:00.000-05:00Come on down to Memphis and I will make you all th...Come on down to Memphis and I will make you all the pecan pie you can eat! <BR/><BR/>Being in a blended family can be hard under even the best circumstances. But, with Jason's family being the way they are, it does make it harder.<BR/><BR/>I wish sometimes that my MIL treated my oldest the same as she does her biological grandchildren (for the most part she really does), but I don't think she does it on purpose, I think she just has more of a bond with them because she was around since they were born. I don't know.<BR/><BR/>I hope things get better and you start feeling better soon!<BR/><BR/>When you come to Memphis, don't forget your bulletproof vest!Rachel (Crazy-Is)https://www.blogger.com/profile/05786360241354496729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-24433830601796584832007-04-10T11:36:00.000-05:002007-04-10T11:36:00.000-05:00I have no idea how to make pecan pie, but I can le...I have no idea how to make pecan pie, but I can learn and make you some next time you are in my town because I will have dinner with you anytime...<BR/><BR/>I think we all want a mother-in-law who loves us.<BR/><BR/>I feel your pain...not really the same, but my stepmom treats her "biological" grandkids WAY differently than my kids. Kills me.Amy Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16889460762363255735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-12034637512003057212007-04-10T10:40:00.000-05:002007-04-10T10:40:00.000-05:00Hey, that chick-I don't understand and I wish that...Hey, that chick-<BR/><BR/>I don't understand and I wish that I could ease your feelings. My family grabs hold too tight and I wish they would ease their grip most times - but you've read about that.<BR/><BR/>I didn't make pecan pie this year, but I made Easter Bunny S'mores and I'll post the link in case boy and girl child would enjoy making some with you. <BR/><BR/>http://www.sugardoodle.net/Easter%20Ideas/Easter%20S'mores%20in%20a%20Jar.shtml<BR/><BR/>I can only say that Jason's family doesn't understand what they are missing and probably won't ever. I'm only sad that you understand it all too well.<BR/><BR/>StephanetteAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13544457837228612202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-33294247466202850512007-04-10T10:33:00.000-05:002007-04-10T10:33:00.000-05:00I totally understand -- from the kids' perspective...I totally understand -- from the kids' perspective. When my mom remarried, her family made a point of including my step-bro and sis during holidays and birthdays. But it wasn't the same for my brother and I. I remember going to my step-dad's parents' house one Christmas when I was about 14. My step-bro and sis had many presents to open. But there was nothing there for my brother and I. So, evidently, my step-grandpa felt bad and pulled a couple fifties out of his pocket and handed them to us. No card or wrapping like all the other gifts. So, yeah, that was nice of him. Just not quite the same thing. I remember looking over at my mom and I could tell she was mad.juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03210855142994447866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-14411315929960916142007-04-10T10:28:00.000-05:002007-04-10T10:28:00.000-05:00I get it. I really wanted a mother-in-law who love...I get it. I really wanted a mother-in-law who loves me, though I'd settle for just liking me. She and my FIL have ZERO relationship with my kids, because of their hatred for me. How insane is that?! I really wish it didn't bother me either. <BR/><BR/>I really want to send you a pecan pie now. Because mine rocks! And I'd totally have you over on Easter. <BR/><BR/>I also understand that part too - with my mom having to split her time between us and my sister (since my sister and I don't talk, we don't exactly do holidays together) - so we end up having holiday meals alone too. I feel this way every Thanksgiving. I look around my table at my beautiful family, and wish others were there. <BR/><BR/>It's hard to accept.CPA Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04061480718263842210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-89676078492719875372007-04-10T04:59:00.000-05:002007-04-10T04:59:00.000-05:00Sometimes I think holidays are the most depressing...Sometimes I think holidays are the most depressing times of the year. So much "nasty" can happen during those times. Either someone is or feels left out, or there is a fight, or when everyone is together you know this one and that one don't get along and the air is so thick between them you could cut it with a knife. I think it is nice to have holidays like Christmas and Easter to remember what Jesus means to us, but on the otherhand, if there were a vote being taken, I might vote for no holidays at all. Holidays always seem to drum up old hurts and make new ones too. <BR/><BR/>I am sorry you feel as you do. In a way, I think you understand what it might feel like to be "shunned" as my husband and I were for 3 years. It is so painful and it hurts and it takes years to recover. For me, holidays just aren't so special since our three years of shunning. I don't look at our families the same way I used to. I could type up a really long post on this one! I guess what I am trying to say is just that "I understand how you are feeling".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-89259946495320176592007-04-09T17:42:00.000-05:002007-04-09T17:42:00.000-05:00I completely understand how you feel. My parents...I completely understand how you feel. My parents are all we have. Their sperm donor's parents really don't do anything for them.. (ok, i lie... they send Christmas presents at Easter!).... <BR/><BR/>and i hate feeling the way that you do... it sucks...<BR/><BR/>and while i did come and visit my parents for Easter this year, last year I was all by myself (because my parents invited my kids to spend spring break and i wasn't invited...) and that just blows!<BR/><BR/>Hang in there!Heather {Desperately Seeking Sanity}https://www.blogger.com/profile/00243388362771376897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-33208454563393682952007-04-09T16:39:00.000-05:002007-04-09T16:39:00.000-05:00There is nothing wrong with wishing things were ev...There is nothing wrong with wishing things were even better than they are. <BR/><BR/>Hubby's family is missing out, is all I can say. And if they don't see that, well, it's their loss.<BR/><BR/>Join my family. I'll make you a pecan pie just because, not only during holiday.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-36401452977319617372007-04-09T16:29:00.000-05:002007-04-09T16:29:00.000-05:00Your heart is so huge and so pretty.Thank you.God ...Your heart is so huge and so pretty.<BR/><BR/>Thank you.<BR/><BR/>God Bless you Chick.Alpha Dudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16073731050596870101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-80568375440328674052007-04-09T15:54:00.001-05:002007-04-09T15:54:00.001-05:00Holidays suck sometimes. Because of family drama,...Holidays suck sometimes. Because of family drama, one sister did not come to our celebration. We didn't have pie, but but I did make a great Easter cake. I try to remember: it's just a day. 24 hours. And now it's over.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-46305941122606914782007-04-09T15:54:00.000-05:002007-04-09T15:54:00.000-05:00http://www.priesters.com/_images/_products/P_143_n...http://www.priesters.com/_images/_products/P_143_nm_cl.jpgEEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15025777317455781050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-88659229696619764532007-04-09T14:51:00.000-05:002007-04-09T14:51:00.000-05:00Sorry your feeling that way. I know it hurts when ...Sorry your feeling that way. I know it hurts when family doesn't except you. My hubbys family took a long time to except me and even now it is only one brother and sister. FIL is a jerk and his wife, well she doesn't like the boys can't handle Maddie because she has bladder problems, she'll take Kenzie though. If she can't except them all I would rather she just left us alone. <BR/>Except, yesterday I found out that they had invited all the family except us to dinner for Easter. It made me upset. sounds silly doesn't it?my4kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05877891733197763535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-79072920985509467652007-04-09T14:38:00.000-05:002007-04-09T14:38:00.000-05:00I would be happy to make a pecan pie and send it y...I would be happy to make a pecan pie and send it your way--- honest, I would. <BR/><BR/>I would do anything if I could make this even a itty, bitty, tiny bit better for you.franniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05563502061531199609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-65214289542977174982007-04-09T14:29:00.000-05:002007-04-09T14:29:00.000-05:00I dont make pecan pie but we could have margaritas...I dont make pecan pie but we could have margaritas!! Holidays are sometimes the shits.The mr's dad could give a rats ass if he sees my kids. I get really lonely sometimes and my mom is in town.I uusally spend most holidays with her and my stepdad. I miss my sisters desperately. They are dysfunctional and a holiday with them makes a person nuts. I always long for a normal family who wants to be together too. Hugs.Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03519732798505354256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-31130959464540675702007-04-09T13:30:00.000-05:002007-04-09T13:30:00.000-05:00I'm sorry you're so down and sad. It makes me sad...I'm sorry you're so down and sad. It makes me sad, too :( The ones that take no interest in you or your children? It's their loss a hundred times over. I know that doesn't make it any better. <BR/><BR/>Wish you lived near me...you all could've come here for dinner and pie :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37540506.post-15893771472521469212007-04-09T12:48:00.000-05:002007-04-09T12:48:00.000-05:00I am so sorry this makes you sad. But I would be ...I am so sorry this makes you sad. But I would be sad, too, for what it's worth.<BR/><BR/>I also wish I could swing by your office to bring you a piece of pean pie.HeatherAnn Fraggleheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05444586384660244018noreply@blogger.com