I have known for many years that my sister S is a drunkard and very petty. She is the reason that the one year I asked to be included in my family's Thanksgiving dinner that I was told "no". It would make her unhappy to see me there. That pretty much solidified it for my giving up forever on my family. But, for better or worse, the way I figure it family is family. You can walk away from them, but they'll always be your blood relatives. Tonight on my facebook page in the side columns there was a friend suggestion for my sister S, because L is S's friend and that's how they join old friends together. Out of curiosity, I clicked on her profile to see what the teeny tiny group photo was as her profile photo. On that page you also see what info people have posted about themselves. S lists herself as being married, having a daughter, her parents, and her brother C, sister W (not for Witzend), and her brother T. That's it. It really ticked me off. I sent her a friend invite and added the message, "I know you hate me, although I don't understand why. Not listing me as one of your siblings certainly confirmed my low opinion of your character. I do exist, and I'm quite happy without you in my life. But not listing me doesn't make me dead or gone." Exactly how flipping petty can someone get because my husband and I were both unemployed and we didn't have the money to pay for her plans for my 50th wedding anniversary party, when my parents had already saved enough money to pay for themselves? For eleven years she's written me out of the family, and no one would ever cross S. I'll never forget it (because I still have the e-mails) "You've ruined it! Now they want to pay for it themselves!" Hello, they always intended to! How did I get to be the bad guy here? But to write me out of existence? What a cow. And I know you all know that I don't mean "cow".