OK, so this is really a mini rant about my older sister, I don’t have the energy to pit her, she just isn’t worth it really.
So some history here, my sister and I have different fathers, and hers was a nut case that screwed her up pretty bad. (Once when she was about 10 he dropped her of at a house and left with one of his random women. She didn’t know who’s house it was and sat on the porch all night alone until the homeowner came out to leave for work the next morning.) Her other little sister was killed at the age of 4 and she was 6, which she witnessed. This all happened before my parents even met.
Fast Forward to after I was born. She runs away from home when I was 7 and she was almost 15 to live with an aunt that was crazier than her father. But that is another story. She returns home when she is about 22, all I’m back and love me and so on. She spent the next several years starting fights between my mother and I because she was jealous of our relationship. Hello, you are the one that left big sis.
She is a liar, she has always been a liar. She taught me to lie before she ever left home. She is hugely concerned with looking to other as if she has a lot of money and a lot of friends. My mother and I are the complete opposite. We couldn’t care less what anyone thinks. This has been on going for years, we fight, we make up, we fight some more. To be honest if she weren’t my sister I would have nothing to do with her. I can’t stand her most of the time, she is a snob, she is rude and she is a liar. But she is my sister, and because I still have all this guilt I can’t say no to her.
Fast Forward to 2008. My mother, sister and I, have been planning a Christmas get together this weekend since September. This will be the first time we have all been together in awhile. This will be our first real family Christmas at one place ever. So my sister and her boyfriend decide in November to get married. Mostly because my sister got a free cruise to Cozumel in February and she wants to be able to tell people, " Oh I’m going to Cozumel," when asked where the honeymoon is going to be. ( Her words not mine) So now, since she has a wedding to plan for January 24th, she has just been hard to deal with. This is her 3rd wedding, she is 32 and has a 6 year old. This wedding is going to be bigger than her last two. I mean huge production. So when we try to ask about Christmas she changes the subject. And she asked me, only a week ago, to serve the cake. She was my matron of honor. It isn’t that I want to be in the wedding, because I have social anxiety and hate being in front of people, but I am her sister. She could have asked, but I wasn’t good enough. She told our mother she needed to come shopping with her and her future mother-in-law to find her something appropriate to wear. She told me that if I was too lazy to wear a skirt make sure it was a pantsuit up to her standards. So on and so forth.
Now she is trying to make it like no one wants her at Christmas so she doesn’t have to come. She wants to go shopping for unity candles. 
I know all this sounds petty, but is years of pent up resentment, stress and hurt feelings. I don’t want to go to the wedding, I sure don’t want to serve the cake, but I can never tell her no. Everyone in the family, including my kind of snotty Grandmother, is sick of her lies and sick of this wedding. We all are hoping she doesn’t show at Christmas and we all feel guilty for it.
OK, I’m going to quit rambling, it feels good to get that out though.
