Christina got engaged a few weeks ago, and it had crossed my mind today... so I asked my parents if they would at all be able to help me get a plane ticket to Ohio to go to her wedding if I got invited... My mom's response was to turn to my dad and be like "Hmm, I dunno. How many times have we had to do the dishes lately?"
And I'm like, "...Really?"
I mean, Jesus... I've known Christina for like 12 years. She was my best friend, and the only person I keep in touch with from Ohio. My mom apparently has no fucking concept of how important it would be to me to be able to be there for Christina. She doesn't care. How fucking ridiculous can she be?