Am I crazy?????

I had the craziest weekend. After the insensitive mother incident that I posted about Saturday we continued to have a jam packed schedule. We went to dinner with friends in the city and then attended a birthday party for another. We had great fun. Food and company were great. I was feeling a little anxious because the friends that we went out with are expecting their first child in September (and yes, they were married TWO years after us), but it was okay. 

Yesterday, Mr. JB and I rowed in a dragonboat festival that is run through a canoe club in our neighbourhood. We didn't do very well (the past two years my team has won medals), but our team had the second highest amount of pledges. All of the funds that we raise go to a local hospital's breast cancer research facility. I am not a very good loser and I'm glad that I participate in only one team sport a year!

And to top it off we had to attend a baptism dinner last night. Honestly, I'm relieved to be at work because at least it isn't as hectic (now that my reports are done, that is). 

So the baptism was for Mr. JB's cousin's second son. We were a bit stressed out because we knew that the baptism conflicted with the race. His aunt's family is, let's say, a bit high maintenance. They're the kind of family that has set very high expectations for their relatives. Mr. JB cannot wear jeans when he goes to his aunt's house (which I think is ridiculous) and it seems like everything is a big production. 

So here is my issue: The last two times we have visited his cousin's house I have not been able to eat the meal that was being served. Most of you know that I have a lot of allergies, and my allergy to eggs is a fatal one (I carry an e.pi pen in my purse at all times). Last night they served homemade burgers (made with eggs) and I had to eat hot dogs. No bun, of course because they didn't have any! To top it off Mr. JB's cousin didn't even apologize to me. His wife said something to Mr. JB, but even when I sat across from her eating my pathetic hot dog she didn't say a thing.

I've had an issue with Mr. JB's cousins before, especially his wife. She's the type of woman that would look every person up and down with the intent of critiquing every part of their outfit. We really don't have much in common, but I know when they are invited to my house they can eat the meal that is being served. 

Their ridiculous excuse was that they weren't sure that we were coming -- pretty ridiculous since Mr. JB had called his cousin that we would be showing up after the regatta. He also called his cousin's younger brother earlier in the day to tell him the same thing. 

I totally believe that they have some strange issue with me, or perhaps us. I've missed a couple of parties at their house because everyone has babies and I just couldn't handle it. Mr. JB explained the situation to them and they seemed sympathetic. I am so livid that I want to cancel the cheque that we gave their son for his baptism! Don't worry, I won't do that.

Mr. JB called his younger cousin (who is also his best friend) to tell him how upset I am. It's the best way to deal with it, according to him.

Honestly, the next time I go over there I'm going to have to bring my own food!

Am I crazy? Is his cousin being totally insensitive? Is it the L.upron talking? 

Oh yeah, I also hurt my back yesterday. 

It really doesn't get any better, does it?