I cannot be trusted

I have a sister-in-law. Technically I have 3; however, there is but one who is a royal pain in my arse. I am not going to mention names, but she knows who she is. If you've read this blog for any length of time you probably know who she is too. As per usual she needed computer help today (she often needs computer help and will call me for it even though we live thousands of miles apart—I like feeling needed). She had previously signed up for sitemeter but it wasn't showing up on her blog and she didn't know why (fyi, I only have one sis-in-law with a blog). I was busy schooling the kids so:
R: Just give me your sitemeter password and I will look at it later.
H (for Her): Well, I tried it before but I don't know why it isn't there. I will just look again.
R: I can do it later but you have to look at sitemeter first. Just give me the password.
H: (I don't remember the actual asinine comment but it was just as silly) Oh look, the sky is blue.
R: OK George Costanza, if you don't want to give me your password you don't have to.
H: laugh, laugh, laugh
R: You are really holding out on me. I can't believe you won't give it to me. ::Huff::
Then she had the audacity to say
H: You can't be trusted.

I have babysat her kids numerous times. I am listed as the person to raise her kids if she dies. I have birthed her favorite nieces and nephew {the validity of those last 2 statements can and should be questioned}. And yet I can't be trusted with a simple silly sitemeter password. Whatever!
The story continues later in the afternoon when, like a beat dog, I call her and say if she has the time I can now walk her through the process. She goes to her computer, tries to log in and has an invalid password. Justice!