Progress?

So I went to my boyfriend's  house for dinner, right? To anyone that knows me, they would know this is a huge shocker... His mother has greatly disliked (hated) me for nearly a year... for things that I (nor my mother, father or Aunt) feel I did not do wrong. So, whatever. All the time my dear boyfriend has wanted to me apologize to his mother (excuse me?) for something I didn't do wrong in order to keep the peace? (No way in hell.) I'm not a scene causer or a trouble maker, but I will most certainly not back down when I know (or VERY strongly believe) that I am in the right, I don't even think so.
Anyway, I was a not even allowed in her house for a good while, but a month or so ago it started that I was allowed to come over to hang out with my bf, but never did she acknowledge me, and hey, its her house, who expects her to? Then the other day while we were chilling at her house watching movies, she comes in and starts talking to him (us) and actually responding when i said something and was being civil.. Then, tonight, a bunch of people are at the house and she said I could stay for dinner (I think she assumed I was staying... I dont think Steven actually ever asked... he doesn't believe in that, smh) And she was very nice, like she use to be when her son and I first started going out some... 15 months ago (holy cow, I've been with him for a long ass time lol) We were talking and just being nice. Am I cautious? Well duh. But am I greatful if this is a silent truce? Of course! Would make Steven's life much easier, and a potential future easier.

See? And did I once ever back down from where I stood? Nope. It is possible for two controlling, strong willed, stubborn women to (maybe not get along) but come to a civil conclusion that NEITHER one of us is going to go away anytime soon, so we might as well be nice and make the best of it. Even if we arent that crazy about each other... Absolutely.
I would know. I live with my mother. Shes the in-your-face, tell-it-like-it-is, her way or the highway kind of person. I am a passive aggressive thinker who holds everything in and will speak when spoken to. Opposite ends of the spectrum, but when one of wants something bad enough, it will happen, point blank. With Mom, she will demand it. With me, I just kind of manipulate until it happens.

Neither of us likes how the other deals with life. But hey, to each their own, right?

Raise your hand if you are a domineering woman, whether an in-your-face type or a passive aggressive type! lol

Ciao

*side note after talking with the bf about the night.... clearly, this is a tender subject and he still think I should apologize (SIKE to the nth degree!!!)... something that continues to eat at me even though that was friggin last Jan... I feel like he's a momma's boy and will agree with whatever she thinks (which was that I was/am rude, disrespectful, assertive((??)) and everything bad her son did was my fault) ... Which could pose some serious issues in the next year or so. So we'll see...

Starting off..

Ive actually done this before, but stopped because things got way out of hand (a very hard lesson to learn indeed lol) Now im back because im passive aggressively craving attention and I know some of you will actually read this in an attempt to figure me out :)

So as i wait for my boyfriend, who im sure went against my advise and his own and stayed up all hours of the night and didnt even wake up when i called him... I shall begin what will most likely turn into a rant page/bragging about my sisters page/blogging about other bloggers because their blogs make me laugh page :)

So lets talk about mi familia. Mom, Dad, Me, 2 younger sisters and a ridiculous extended family.
But we'll focus on who actually lives with me:
Momma (Kim)
Daddy (Dwayne)
Me (Michelle) (19)
Medium Sister (Sarah) (9)
Baby Sister (Makayla) (18 months)

You are looking at the numbers like "omg are those their ages?" Yes. VERY spaced out... Makes for a very interesting house hold lol
I go to college and I work (if you can call it that. I work at a daycare playing house with 15 or so children) and clearly with 2 much younger sisters (as well as a few much younger cousins) playing house really isnt that hard. I love my job to death (i have been very lucky in that department. Loving my job. How many people can say that?) i only wish it paid more. Oh well, for part time, I'll live with it for now.

Well thats a bit about me, next blog will probably be about my sisters because i do love them oh so much

Ciao