We're at my parents for Easter. The whole family comes over every year for dinner and a Easter egg hunt.
Grandma is having surgery on her shoulder in 2 days and is in so much pain she can hardly use it. Brad and I are helping her get ready as much as we can.
Usually big family events are huge triggers from Grandpa to get upset over nothing! Sometimes it is Grandma isn't helping enough, or helping too much. There is never a happy median.
First, he was trying to figure out how long to cook the ham. It was for 108 minutes, but how many hours. I, off the top of my head, told him 1 hour 48 minutes. He wouldn't listen to me, he pulled out his calculator and had to figure it out himself. Whatever....
Then, we made him so mad he left! Brad and I did all the cooking, I washed all the dishes and took out the trash, but still we pissed him off! After he left Grandma told me, he left because we had stuff in the way and he couldn't put the paper cups out... 3 1/2 HOURS before the party!!!
It reminds me of when I was a teenager. He constantly told me I made him mad and uncomfortable in his own home so he had to leave!
Ha ha ha, sometimes his ridiculous tantrum just make me laugh!
