You've Got to be Kidding Me

For anyone who's been following my blog, you won't be surprised to find out that I'm just not that impressed with my sister-in-law.  She acts like a spoiled 12-year old and dresses like a back alley hooker at family functions... well, so long as there is a certain male in attendance who happens to be her husbands BFF and her ex from what I understand, but we won't go there (again).

Anyway, she keeps putting up little ditties like these on Facebook...

Along with a little rant/status update about how she has recently realized that a lot of people her age whine about nothing and act like complete nitwits.  She went on to say that they really need to grow up and act like adults and that life can't always go your way, but you need to learn to deal with it.... irony, I know.

I guess she really doesn't see just how she comes across to people.  I was tempted to leave a comment on her rant saying something to the effect of, "Dearest Slutzilla, you are the queen of the adolescent tactic of the silent treatment and you wigged out in front of everyone saying that my pregnancy was going to ruin your wedding."  But I didn't put anything, I just took a couple of screen shots and decided to rant about it on here instead.  Why?  Because part of growing up is knowing when it's better to just let people self-destruct in solitude rather than trying to show them the error of their ways and this is definitely one of those cases.

I'm sure she'll get the Karma that's coming to her, and perhaps the person that's pissing in her Wheaties is just the tip of a hopefully very large and very painful iceberg.  This is definitely one of those times where reading her rants on FB is annoying, but at the same time I kind of want to give God a high-five and then sit back to see what else he has in store.