Then she only brings up favorite family once every 20 years? Sounds like better odds than "white Christmas" where I live.
Where I live, we have a 10% chance of snow on Christmas. As a kid, I kept hoping for that 10% chance. As an adult, I keep hoping for the 90% chance. lol Hoping has never changed the chances.
Family is going to do what family does. Sometimes they're nice. Sometimes they're not. AND sometimes I'm the cause. (I say what comes to my mind, but it doesn't always come out with the same intent I had in mind, so I mean it to be nice, but others take it as something else. That's me.) That's what everyone has for a family to varying degrees.
We're not responsible for what family does. We are responsible on how we deal with it. Two of my brothers got married, but I couldn't go. I even wanted to go. I don't know if there were hurt feelings at the time, but there are none now. That's family.
To think Christmas is ruined because you couldn't or didn't go to your niece's shower? I don't see how she became the bad guy, even though you don't like your sister and you don't like your Mom for liking your sister more.
I really don't think I'll ever understand how that argument ruined your whole Christmas.
I spent my Christmas with my hubby -- in the cardiac ICU. My father's lawyer sent me a letter asking to speak with me on Christmas Eve eve -- the same day they were replacing hubby's heart valve. She wants to know what we think of my brother becoming my Dad's guardian, now that Dad is unable to mentally or physically take care of himself. Couldn't answer that day, because I was too worried about hubby. Tried calling her Christmas Eve, but she wasn't at work. (Good for her. lol) Will call her this week to see if she's out to help Dad or out to keep the letter of the law.
Guess what! I had a wonderful Christmas. For the first time in my life, (and for the last time, because people have to be nuts to want to do that more than once on their own lol), I made a full Christmas dinner all by myself. I even filled and then emptied my stocking. The tree was lit, the nativity was lit, and I watched Avatar. (One of my favorite movies.) Most of all I spent a good chunk of the day with hubby listening to his two favorite albums, and really seeing him. AND he saw me back! First time, since this all happened, he knew I was there most of the time I stayed.
Ever go out to a hospital on Christmas? Pretty cool. They made me pay for parking anyway. (Was hoping for a freebie. lol) The lobby to that hospital was full of patients and family listening to the Halleluah choir from Mendel's Messiah three days earlier, but on Christmas only the Information desk person was there. Just as quiet in the halls, but someone left a small, but nice, plastic poinsettia plant for my hubby. (A group that does that for all hospital patients, and also does something for Easter, although I hope not to find out what they do for Easter.) To get home, I have to drive onto the left side of one of the busiest highways in the country with a Yield sign. So, I don't merge, I have to blend. That was the only day it was easy.
Christmas. The day we celebrate that the perfect God came to earth in human form to suffer for 33 very long years and then to die for those whom he will save.
So, seriously? You had a minor fight with your Mom about a niece who has done you no harm and that ruined your Christmas? I really, really don't get it, and I'm the nutty sister who sticks who foot in her mouth the most out of six siblings.