This weekend I made Jake's mom cry. I didn't mean to but she was out of control with the drama and guilt. She was trying to justify selling the property and moving away, which I thought was a good idea. Not for the reasons, but that she just needed to try a fresh start. Ultimately it's up to her as to whether or not she's able to. The woman is fifty something years old and unable to keep her bills straight. This is after YEARS of Jake's grandparents supporting her and her brother. It only ended when they passed away and suddenly she was forced to actually try and be responsible. Yeah... ain't happening.

After giving a few pissy reasons she started in on how she is a great mom because she didn't question my age (READ: older) or background (READ: Jewish) when Jake went to see me. She said she also didn't forbid him from moving out with me... which would have been laughable since he was an adult but whatever. Then she went on to suggest that we were living the 'high life' and she deserved it too. WTF!?! I was so annoyed at her comments that I politely laid into her. I left the comments about my age/background out so I didn't go ballistic. I did remind her that we are only able to afford our place and saving for things because I've lived here so long that the rent control is saving our asses. I also reminded her that Jake is saving for his school because he does NOT have financial support from his family and has been unable to get financial aid so far. I did it without mentioning that she spent all the money she got from Social Security without putting any money away for his college... but it was implied. She started in on how he's smart and her generation was left to work with their hands. I countered it with a reminder that she HAS a degree and her father paid for it. Yeah, it was a brutal discussion to say the least. In the end I let her talk to Jake and didn't tell him why I was steaming until afterwards. I figured she had enough without him laying into her. Lesson learned: Don't fuck with a Jew when it comes to guilt trips.

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