My mother is getting on everyones nerves.

[list=a][*]She has yet to come to one of my numerous band performances. She came to the concert, but everyone in the city ALSO came.[*]She doesn't do anything on her own. If she needs cigarettes, my father gets them because she doesn't want to go anywhere. If we need groceries, my father does it. Who cooks? My father. If my dad's gone, we order pizza or get fast food. Who runs to the store when she all of a sudden wants a fricken Ho-ho?? My dad and I. [*]As I mentioned in the Christmas tradtions thread, we go to church every Christmas Eve. My grandma called my dad and asked if we would like to go to my aunt Deb's church this year instead of ours. My dad agreed, and then when he hung up he asked my mom about it. What does she say? "I don't even want to go, so it doesn't matter. I won't go." [/list=a]

She makes me sick. Honestly. I asked her to come to my FIRST marching band performance ever, it was so important to me, and she goes, "Meg, I don't want to. Don't make me feel bad about it." I didn't talk to her when I came home.

*sigh*