My mother in-law decided we were going to her mother's house to surprise her with a Christmas tree. Carolyn is 86 years old and still lives on her own, unassisted. She is a different class of woman than those of todays day and age. She decided this year a tree would be too much work for her. My mother in-law Kris decided she was not going to allow her mother to take this step towards losing her independence. Kris had it all planned for three weeks. Her, my father in-law Vic, sister in-law Aimee, my husband Kyle, both kids and myself were going to ambush her. My husband and I were responsible for getting sandwiches from Claymont Steak Shop, and my in-laws were going to get the pop-up tree. We had it all set up for Sunday 12/13/15. I left that morning to go grocery shopping for the month, with hopes that Kris would call and let us know what time we were expected. I came home from the store and Kyle said 4:00 pm. This gave me time to not only put the groceries away, but a good two hours to dedicate to polishing my portfolio for the final submission. She then texted him at 3:00 pm to let him know more like 4:30 pm, and Vic was not coming. "He is just in a ba-humbug type of mood". He has been in this mood since we hosted Thanksgiving, and I assumed it was because there had been so many family functions that were not about coxing his ego to be the man of the family. I was not too far off. After Kyle had popped up Carolyn's new, ready made, Christmas tree we all sat in her living room enjoying the view. The room is dust free, everything in it's perfect place, and the hardwoods have so much wax on them Grace was sliding around in bare feet, while she played Mr. Potato Head. Kris looked over at Kyle and says "oh by the way I asked your father why he has had a bug up his ass since Thanksgiving with you. He says it's because Courtney cooked a full meal instead of getting Bobby sandwiches like you said she should". My head flung from my daughter's innocent play on the overly waxed floor to my mother in-law. At that point my nose flared and covered the middle portion of my face. Ear to ear. Aimee, who was sitting next to me on a stool playing with Grace, states she could feel the heat radiating from my body. My mother in-law used the reasoning for his age. Women did what the men said, and Kyle said he wanted sandwiches for Thanksgiving and I did not give him what he wanted. Kyle did not request sandwiches because that what he wanted to eat, he wanted to save my sanity as I had just had an emotional breakdown the week before. I was steaming, but before I got too heated Kyle looked at me and said "I want the record to show I did not know about this before right now, and do not feel I should get yelled at for his ass". Kris states she told him that I cooked a delicious dinner, and he should be happy I fed him anything. Nonetheless, I feel the urge to go get a Bobby sandwich, take it to his house, place it in front him at the dinner table, and sarcastically state "here is your sandwich you wanted for Thanksgiving" and leave. Simple, easy and point made.