"Why would you want to go to Amsterdam?"

Background. I am in the process of learning Dutch so that I just might be able to keep my crappy job and maintain at least the sense that my place on this Earth is somewhat warranted.
I call my mother.
"Mother," I say ever so sweetly. "I have vacation at the end of March, would you like to go to Amsterdam with me for a few days?"
"Why would you want to go to Amsterdam?"
(Insert completely appalled and stunned look of horror on said sweet face.)
"Ummm.... Because they speak Dutch there..."
"Oh. I guess they do. But still... I don't think I can. I don't even have my passport and aren't the flights really expensive?"
(DOES NO ONE IN MY FAMILY REMEMBER WHERE I WORK? HELLO!!!! FREE FLIGHTS PEOPLE!!!)
"Plus, I've heard it rains a lot there, especially in March. I don't think I want to do that."
Ok, Tennessee is not exactly the sunshine state, especially in March. Again, I have to ask, what is wrong with my family. I personally believe that they are all out to get me.
They want me bare-foot and preggo, what with my mother's complete lack of support for my language learning, Michael's continued upward movement in his company pretty much knocking out the need for my piddley little paycheck, and my father's turret's-like, "So, Michael performed his son-in-law duties yet and knocked you up?" comments, but ha on them. My body has decided to take evasive action and make me completely infertile thus usurping any power they think they have over me and my reproductive activities. Either that or the knowledge that my mother-in-law is secretly stockpiling baby shit has simply caused my ovaries to shut down out of complete and utter fear.
Whatever.
I still can't believe that 1) my mother, the mother of a flight attendant, doesn't have her passport, and 2) she doesn't want to go to Amsterdam.
I give up.

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The only reason that I hold on to my crappy job as a flight attendant is because I have the best fringe benefit in the world - free flying. And it's not just for me, my parents and Michael, my loving husband, also enjoy this fabulous perk. So, would someone please explain to me why my husband would choose to go over to the darkside and actually purchase a ticket on the one airline that single handedly managed to put my little airline under? He could fly for free on my airline to Boston out of LaGuardia (which is closer, cheaper, and easier to get to) but instead he bought a ticket on JETBLUE out of JFK (which might as well be on the other side of the world.) His excuse. "My company is reimbursing me for the ticket."
Hello. THEN BUY A TICKET ON MY AIRLINE!!!! You know, the bankrupt one. The one that is going to furlough me because they don't have enough money. The airline that needs all the help it can get right now! Honestly.