Well it is Superbowl Sunday here in the US. Which means parties, drinking and agruing who will win (in my experiences anyway). It's also the day, every year, I realize how different I am from the rest of my family. They always seem to "forget" to invite me to their houses to enjoy the party and see people.
This year my father actually shocked me and told me I was invited to my little brothers house for the Superbowl party. "Oh Awesome!" Thanks. He told me that a few weeks ago. Today comes and he let slip that my brother didn't want me there because I don't like football. Why invite me if all I'm going to is sit around and not enjoy myself?
I'll admit my entire family knows I do not like to drink. It's just who i am. And yes I do not like football. But who said I wouldn't enjoy spending time with other people? So while I had been all excited about going even if for an hour or two now I don't see the reason.
Instead I'll stay at my dad's house where I am currently staying with the kids. My ex husband is going and I'll be here with them. It's fine. It's the normal every year. So I guess I'm saying what's New? They always exclude me when it comes to lots of things. I just need to put on my big girl panties and get over it.
Be kind.
Pandabear.
