A Trip

Aaron is gone for one full week. My mom hates when I announce these things publically. I think she believes that there will be pillaging and raping.

On Friday night I had dinner with Aaron’s mom and her husband. Since Aaron is gone it was just the kids and I. They were on a lay-over from a trip to South Korea. My brother-in-law is getting married. They flew to Korea to meet my soon to be sister in laws family.
They talked solely about Korea during dinner. I was excited to hear about their adventure.

"Julia’s family is very powerful in Korea,” Aaron's step-dad told me.

“They are aristocrats.” my mother in law added.

Over the course of my meal I was told about all the multimillionaire Koreans they ate dinner with, the famous Buddhist monk that blessed Jesse’s engagement, the 5 star hotels Julia’s family lodged them in, the exact dollar amount her family would be spending on the wedding, and how they were certain that Jesse would be set up with a sweet job after he was married. I was trying to conceal the fact that all of it irked me. I have an expressive face and tend to overuse sarcasm. The combination of the two has always gotten me into trouble.

I felt intense jealousy. I know how stupid that is. I think a part of me hoped that something would be off—that they would get to Korea and feel uncomfortable. Isn’t that terrible? What is wrong with me?
In all, the evening made me feel irrelevant. I know that wasn’t their intent but that is how I felt.

The good news in all of this is that in June Aaron and I will attend the wedding in South Korea. We will be there for a week. I think it is going to be a great adventure.