These are my angry eyes

I really shouldn't be posting right now. I'm almost too mad for writing.

See, back when we got orders to move here, we were very excited to be in reasonable driving distance for family things. And offered to host the annual get-together for my mom's family Christmas. Mind, this was back in August. We've been planning this since then. Making sure we had enough room and stuff. Getting things put away/unpacked/looking good.

Today I was talking to Grandma (Yes, that Grandma) and asked her about it. Apparently my uncle has rented the place they all went last year. Because "they didn't think we'd really want to have people over to our new house" and "this way they're sure to have a place to do it".

Hubby and I SO mad right now. Not only have we been making it as clear as possible for the last FOUR MONTHS that we wanted to host this, now we can't go. He has duty all that week since we were planning on being here and can't go that far out of town. Not that we'd go now anyways.