A square among circles and the fluffy in-between…
…or as I like to say, active aggression in a family of passive aggressives.
Sometimes it’s me and my in-laws.
Nah, not really. They’re perfectly nice people about whom I can’t really say a bad word. It’s just that sometimes I just feel like my hard edges stick out. My husband, oh bless him! He navigates the murky waters between his brash wife and respectable family.
Maybe this drama is only in my head.