MissChris-were we separated at birth???? Along with the strength training and sci-fi love, we also seem to have the same personality when it comes to people.
I make a point to not have company at our house-no showers, parties, guests over for dinner....but I will go to events like that at someone ELSE'S home-for the simple fact that when I get "peopled out" I can LEAVE. I am not stuck trying to clean up a mess with the GUESTS THAT WON'T GO HOME!
I swear-my husband has a friend, and for the past 3 years he has had a girlfriend-and we were forced into being "friends by association." I hated every minute of it. My DH would invite his friend over-and they wold hang out in the garage and play guitars and drink and play Magic the Gathering-and I was stuck entertaining his girlfriend all night. We had absolutely NOTHING in common. I like anything sci-fi or fantasy-Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, etc. and her idea of a good movie was the latest chick flick with Jennifer Lopez or Reese Witherspoon...MAKE ME BARF!!! I have two kids-she had none, I love tattoos and other body art-she didn't, I collect crystal balls-she collected Winnie the Pooh, I was a thrift store shopper-she wore Tommy Hifiger...(I felt like I was a fine wine and she was Kool-Aid.)
What made it worse was they would come over at 6 in the evening, and not leave until 4 am!!!!! I would finally resort to going to bed around 1 and leaving her to fend for herself. She can go home and sleep in-I have two kids that are going to be getting me up at the crack of dawn!
They broke up this past year, and I was SOOOOOOO happy.
I am also the same way with holiday stuff...I large family gatherings with all my dh's bratty little cousins, and everyone discussing what I am or am not eating AT the function. GGGRRRR....
Another complaint-just because I hold a grudge and have to get it out-when I was just about to have my son-my DH was talking to his mom on the phone, and he told her we had decided on a name for our baby-Raiden Acheta. She sent him an email the next day telling him "not to let ME name our baby that" because it is too wierd and Raiden is a wussy name....little did she know that I was sitting right beside him reading the email when he got it. I was so ticked off...I had spent months finding the right name for him. We had a daughter, and when I got pregnant the second time, he started calling my belly "Thor" because is was the manliest name he could think of I guess.
He wanted a boy, obviously.
We found out only 3 weeks before I was to be induced that it was a boy, and I searched and searched for a name...and then I found it: Thor is the Norse God of Thunder, and in Japanese mythology, Raiden is the God of Thunder...so my husband's nickname for my belly essentially became his name. Acheta (pronounced A-Kay-ta) is Native American for "warrior". We gave both of our children Native American middle names, because my husband is half Sioux-his father was full blooded. His parents got divorced and she remarried and his stepfather adopted him. His father now is great, and his birth father died, but his mother held a grudge and pretty much stripped him of any of his heritage and kept no contact with any of his birth father's relatives. We get a call now and then from one of them, but we can't tell her about it, because she will go on a rant about how they are all drunks, and worthless, and they are only calling because they want something. My DH has half brothers and sisters out there and we have no idea where they are or how many, or names or anything.
So there is another rant...
Back on to the unsociable thing again-I don't have many female friends, and I do not have what you would consider a best friend. Most of my friends are either online in forums where we have things in common-like here, belly dance forums, and costuming forums that I belong to. I talk online, and go to conventions maybe once or twice a year and see these people, and they are more my friends than someone here in town that I have NOTHING in common with. I am friends with my group of belly dancers in town, but we are not together 24 hours a day...my husband can be around people ALL THE TIME. I cannot.
I also hated it when people made comments about me nursing our kids when they were babies...one of my sister in laws (who was a breast fed baby) would not give my daughter a bottle of my milk. I told her she handled, cooked with and drank BREASTMILK from some old dirty cow in a field full of its own poo, and that made no sense at all. Amazing how people seem to forget the the milk in the store is BREAST MILK from an animal. What, do they think it comes from the milk tree?
Aphil