Attention-seeking, competitive, needy, childish relatives: how do you grin and bear it?
This weekend's phonecalls to family have set my teeth on edge, with my father playing the intellectually aggressive alpha male (while being factually wrong, as ever); my mother being childishly competitive about knowing more facts about somewhere I used to live than I do, and self-centred about how X at the tennis club and Y at the golf club think my mother is a GENIUS and obviously my father and I are morons because we just don't appreciate her. I didn't say "I'd appreciate your fact-retaining skills a lot more if you were less of a childish, competitive brat about attention-seeking"
Now my sister is joining in by writing passive-aggressive superior nastiness about other kindergarten mothers (and about me) on her blog (think that Guardian What I'm Really Thinking one about the school gate mum being critical of others' appearances), and being all passive-aggressive about the fact she now knows how to use blogger and therefore has superior literary and IT skills (despite the fact I do all the IT for the family).
Intellectually, I should smile and IGNORE IGNORE IGNORE. Fingers in ears, la la la la la oh isn't it a lovely day? 