Petty siblings sure suck, DPhile. I am fortunate enough to only have one, a sister, and a good one a that.

My uncle. And maybe when I'm bored in class I'll post about him and his mofron ways.

My Mom did this with my Dad's brain tumor. She read a book somewhere that said you shouldn't baby people with cancer. Well that would have been just hunky dory if the tumor wasn't pressing on the part of his brain that controlled motor functions. He couldn't make his hands work properly but because she read it in some mumbo jumbo book he was supposed to fend for himself, make his own dinner etc. Whatever.

And the reason she wasn't home was she was at the rest home visiting my great aunt, who thought it was 1932 most of the time and had no idea who was who. And who my mother wasn't close to at all until she became ill. I think my mom likes people to see what a great person she is - it's all for show. Look how she visits her Aunt every day, what a great gal.

She loves to visit the ill and elderly obscure relatives (second cousin's a billion times removed) but me or my sister - forget it. I can't tell you how many times we got sent home from school sick because she made us got to school as we were "faking".

Hmm. let's see here...

My maternal grandmother is an ignorant, self-centered racist. Born in the Missouri backwoods, she had a colorful career as a moonshiner and prostitute before moving to California. When my mom was dying of cancer, my grandmother was livid that she couldn't bring her groceries and talk on the phone for hours, even though she has 2 perfectly healthy sons who lived nearby and could have helped out. None of this trio ever bothered to visit my mom in the hospital. They wonder why I don't stay in touch.

On the other side, my cousin is a meth addict who alternates between living on the street and in prison. Her parents, my aunt and uncle who are both in their 60's are raising her 3 children, ages 3-8.

My uncle. The wonderful control freak who will not be invited to my wedding. I found out he would be visiting for a week and I promptly moved out of the house.

Control freak says it all. When my aunt, him and my cousins were visitng a few years ago (so I'm in my mid-20s, not living at home, supporting myself yadda yadda*) we (their family, my parents and myself) go to LA to visit more family). We had a sucktastic day (every day with him is sucktastic) and I decided I would park my butt at Starbucks and enjoy people watching while they go shop Rodeo Drive. He has a fit that my parents "allow me" (see * above) to hang out at Starbucks instead of doing what he wanted.

OK, so later we all go for dinner and I have a salad, and am still a bit hungry so I asked my dad if I could get a side of pancakes (we were at IHOP). My lovely uncle says something to me about eating enough already. Uh, thanks. Then he bit my dads head off for stating that 1) I was an adult and 2) he was not my father. Uncle has a fit. (It should be noted that throughout the entire visit he tried to control my food intake :confused: :rolleyes: )

Through the whole visit he was just a big baby and kept trying to boss me around (and those of know you will know how bad of an idea this is) and control everyone

Needless to say that visit did not go well.

I found out about a year ago his daughters have severe eating disorders. Gee, I wonder why.

And that is my idiot family member.

In my family, I'm the idiot relative :D

[Matts MIL] That Matt cannot be trusted with appliances. He has to go and mess with everything.[/Matts MIL]

lets just go with a brief summary. I have no doubt I could overrun the servers storage capacity with raving somewhat self serving tripe.
my lil bro and his daughter are cool (period). by far the only ones I have even in the least any respect for.
the rest run the gamut from gutless twit older brother to inlaws I wouldnt waste ammo on as its far better to let them suffer in their own little biggoted, holier than thou glass house and watch it shatter every time one of them opens their big mouth...

there...I feel much better now.

:argghh:

The only only idiot in my family I had personal experience with was an ex in-law. And what she did isn't worth the digital ink to retell, especially since I was too young to know all the particulars of how things went down.

While there are family members I could complain about, honestly this thread really makes me think of my own failings as a relative. For the most part I am disconnected with my family. Even those family members I love and respect the most go missing from my consciousness for great periods of time only to emerge for certain holidays, weddings, and funerals. No doubt this makes me the family snob, shunning the joyous company of eveyone else, no doubt I will pay for this with a lonely quiet death, shut away in a home in some rural community without a coast.