I just thought if I get my misery out now, I will somehow feel purged and cleansed. We are leaving today for Badger Country, where the people speak in those funny Fargo accents and speak veeeerrry ssllooowly. People ask my husband and I to speak slower, b/c they can't understand us.
We are visiting the in-laws. They are very nice people and the environment is understimulating. Aspie heaven? One would think so, but for me, the lack of intellectual/visual stimulation sends me into fits of boredom. Thankfully, our 1 year old is coming with us, so she should keep me busy, but not happy per se.
My step-mother-in-law's relatives drive me up the wall and thoughts of having a fake convulsion, just to liven things up, cross my mind regularly. The first time I visited, my husband fainted, so that broke up the monotony, but I don't know what we are going to do this time.
Wisconsin is flat and boring and I detest going there. I am sure I am offending any Wisconsinites who post here, but I am sorry, the state I come from has huge cities, mountains, deserts and a diverse population. One cannot be expected to think a flat, slow state is fun !?! I feel very sorry for anyone who lives there. It could be the Irish in me, that is annoyed by being surrounded by Swiss/Swedish/German protestants (my step-mother-in-law is a Presbyterian minister by occupation). For G-d's sake, the men-folk do not allow women to play some damn card game, in the local cheese cafe, b/c that is the way it's always been. Give me a freaking break.
When you order food, instead of a side of chips or fries, you get a brick of cheese, even if you order a grilled cheese sandwich. My husband and I are allergic to dairy, so people look at us like we are aliens...."you don't eat cheese?" "No, I can't eat cheese, I will get a sinus infection," "Maybe if you just have a little..." "No, thank you." Then comes the polite-but-not smile.
Ugh. Help me.
Tallgirl.