Thanks for the advice and feedback, everybody. You guys are cheaper than a therapist, and a lot more blunt. I'm trying really hard not to say anything to her, because I don't want to hurt her feelings (which would happen) and I doubt anything would change. She has done some truly wonderful things to make me feel like part of the family, but this isn't the first time she's made me feel like sh[Aqua][/Aqua]it either.
Back when we were still living in the same town as Nate's parents, I was looking for work. Since Warner Robins GA is an airforce town and everyone's on active duty, there aren't many jobs available (all the desperate housewives and military brats snatched up most of the work in town). I had applied as a location manager for Journeys, the shoe store in a mall near you. When Debra heard that I'd applied, she went to the website to check up on me and see if there really was a manager position listed, because she didn't believe me. And another time, she accused me of having spilled a bottle of champagne all over the refrigerator. Turns out, she hadn't put the cork back in properly and pressure shot it out of the bottle and into the door of the fridge, where she couldn't find it. It's always just stupid stuff, and it's incredibly insulting.
The worst one was last Thanksgiving, when she insisted Nate go with her to her side of the family's dinner but told him that she didn't want me there. She's basically told him that he's not allowed to come out to her side of the family for fear of how her parents would react. When we were having the wedding talk yesterday, Nate said he wanted his uncle Don and aunt Nicci there, and her exact response was "Well... let me think on that and decide if it's a good idea to tell him or not." Is murder ALWAYS wrong? =(