That Should Be Reason Enough

I've been going back and forth with Sonny this past weekend. His nephew's fiancee is having a bridal shower. Much to my surprise, I've been invited. Now, I have nothing against the engaged duo. I'm not a cold-hearted bitch. I just don't wish to attend the shindig. Simple, right? I RSVPed to the invite and made it clear to the disgruntled father-of-the-bride on the phone that I couldn't show up. I thought my offical duties were finished. Apparently they aren't. Sonny's mom wants to know why I'm not going to the shower. (she left a message Sunday night on our machine)

An argument erupted from the casual discussion between Sonny and me. Sonny explained that his mom has a delicate nature about "events" and "parties" and basically feels like she needs a good reason why someone is not attending. I feel that it's none of her damn business why I'm not going. Just know that I'm not going. She's not having the party; she's not planning it. She's just going to be there. Besides the fact that she's my MIL, why should I cater to her nosey tendencies?

There are a number of reasons why I'm not going, but the main one is the lack of resources I have: time and money. I can't afford a shower gift and my next few weekends are going to be packed with important chores. My car needs an alignment, I'm planning a vacation, and gosh there are those never ending piles of credit card bills. The bottom line is I was asked and I was polite enough to decline. Why should this inquisition be allowed? I mean really.