ARGGGGH.
have just survived a lunch party with my dear sister and BIL, and some erm "friends" of ours who I could absolutely biff over the head after today.
Friends spent nearly 5 hours talking about their weight, how fashionably dressed they are, how fashionable their holidays are and how boring and unimaginative everyone else is, and - for quite some time- where the wife's favourite lingerie shop is in Paris, how much she spent last time she went there, how she bets most english women wear grey drawers and bras that don't fit... ie a load of self-absorbed twaddle one might expect to hear from a spoilt princessy 16 year old talking to her best friend.
friends have also taken up smoking, and kept making rueful "jokes" (pointed comments) about being forced to go outside for a fag. They kept offering them to us - despite me and DS having hideous colds. My sister, who I thought doesn't smoke, started accepting their offers and going outside with them.
Anyway after the friends have left my sister started going on about how wonderfully cool the friends are, and how she wants to go to paris and how it's so important for a wife to look great, dress properly, and be the right weight. All said while staring at me in my ugg boots, faded jeans, thermals and 4 handknitted jumpers, with a snotty 5yo hanging off my leg. With my face grey with tiredness after having been up most of the night with DS and got up to cook the bloody lunch.
I said pointedly that the only reason female friend is underweight is that she smokes like a chimney and is anorexic, and too busy buying french underwear and staring at herself in the mirror to go food shopping.
Dear sister shot back a remark about me maybe needing to take up smoking, no wonder my DH spent the whole lunch staring at female friend if all he ever sees is me in my long underwear and crappy old knitted jumpers from grandma.
Is she a lunatic or what? SMOKING FFS!!!!!!