DH's best friend is coming to spend the day with us Saturday. He is bringing his new girlfriend. His new girlfriend, C, happens to be my DH's EX girlfriend. The one he'd just gotten out of a relationship with when I met him.
If E (DH's friend) is happy, then we are happy for him, but I don't like the girl. DH keeps teasing me saying I'm jealous (until I finally told him to get over himself), but I'm NOT. (OK, well, maybe I'm a little jealous that she's skinnier than me, but I'm jealous of ALL women who are thinner than me, not just the ones who dated my DH before I met him. lol)
The reason I dislike her is because she is one of those women who thinks its cute to play dumb. That irritates me like you would not believe.
I don't have a problem with her coming here, I am just worried because I know me, I know my mouth, and I know what can come out of my mouth when I've finally had enough. I'm worried that it won't be long before I say, "You know, you really need to lose the stupid act. It isn't cute." Only I'll probably say it with a little more "color".
Then DH decided that the whole he had dug himself by calling me jealous wasn't quite deep enough so he decided to make it a little deeper by telling me that she and I were actually a lot alike. (although he did quickly clarify that on the acting stupid thing we are polar opposites). So I said, "You sit around and compare me to your exes often?"
So I am just generally ticked off. I am ticked off that I have to deal with her, I am ticked off that DH was an idiot and compared me to her. I'm ticked off that I have to smile and be nice to someone who is the reason blonde jokes were invented.
Oh, THEN DH tried to fix it by telling me I am the coolest wife ever for letting E bring her and for being nice to her even though I can't stand her. I don't WANT to be the "cool wife". I just want to literally knock some sense into the girl and explain to her that I know she is not that stupid and that she is an adult now and pretending to be just isn't cute.
So now I get to spend the week obsessively cleaning because god forbid some woman I don't like walk into my house and see one thing out of place or with a speck of dust on it. I don't know why that matters but it just DOES.
Oh, and she isn't a "dog person". Greeeaaat. I told DH that he'd better talk to E and explain how I am with Susanah. That's just what I need is her making some smart comment about the way I treat her or how spoiled she is.