Samhain

Ok it's Samhain, and I do like the next few days and all what it represents.
I am usually fine.
I'm one of those weird folk that like the drawing in of the nights.
Problem just now is errant daughter giving metaphorical slaps.
Like I don't have enough with the stupid sister, who has my life imploding at times, but daughter has decided that again, I must feel I make Snow White's and Cinderella's stepmothers look like Mother Theresa.
Now it doesn't get to me about 90% of the time, the problem with the crap elsewhere it's heightened stuff.
This weekend is her Hen weekend.
I am not allowed to know where it is etc.
" cos it's top secret"( I was only told by accident it was happening).
Like i'd want to go, but I feel like I've had a polar opposite of the last time, my dil included me in everything, in fact, more than her own mother. We did the staggette etc,wedding frock etc. I haven't been included in anything with my own.
She has chucked me it of anything/ everything and then wonders why I cease to show any interest.
I am sure if she had her way I'd not be at the wedding.
If I had my way I wouldn't be either.
It does pain me to say it, but after 10 years of being the evil step mother I've had enough.
Of course she has to keep in with me, as my friend is doing the wedding.
Probably feels she can't fall out just yet in case he wont do the service.
I add she's very quick to point out that I might hurt her feelings b something I've posted on FB ( I add don't know I am upsetting her,not till she looses it over something mundane)or said something.
But she doesn't get her actions can be hurtful too.
I won't expect the birthday card etc as her head will be abut her weekend.
Nor will she remember it's the anniversary of my stroke and the fact I'm not keen on follow up MRI.
As Catherine Tait used to say " does this face look bovered?" , well yes it is, but by heck not letting her know it is.