First thing this morning, found this e-mail from my step daughter-in-law on my work e-mail:

Hi Bluebonnet,

Just wanted to let ya'll know that we will be having a birthday party for Grandskid#4 at Peter Piper Pizza on Sunday February 27th at 12 noon. We would love it if you guys could join us. Grandskid#4 would be excited to see you. We hope that you could make it!

Love you,
Step Daughter in law.

Hmmmm... Hackles are raised because East Texas and I had this conversation last weekend. I very patiently explained to him (again) that I don't do birthdays anymore since mine was blown off last summer.

I very patiently explained to him that I felt SS and wife would have Grandskid #4's BD party on Sunday and driving 6 hours for a 2 hour party and then working the next day was not something I wanted to do.

I very patiently explained to him that I wanted him to go. He objected and I then very patiently explained to him that he could go up on Saturday, spend the night and come home on Sunday.

"What about yoooouuuuuu????" Uh, I'm a big girl and would dearly love to have the house to myself one weekend. }:)

I forwarded this e-mail to East Texas bright and early this morning and guess what? Not a single response. Nope not an e-mail, text, phone call, nada, zippo, nothing.

Sooooo the little flower thinks the SS, SD and DH have been busily texting one another alllll week long and Step daughter-in-law was given instructions to "guilt" me into going. Haven't heard from her since before Thanksgiving.

GAH! This has happened before BTW.

I'm tellin' ya'll if I find out this has happened it ain't gonna be pretty!

So just call me Paranoid Petunia for right now 'cause I got a really baaaddd feeling right now.