True MIL Confessions

True MIL Confessions - Edition 14

2007-03-03T13:31:00.000-08:00

1. Your mother (my grandma-in-law) is grouchy. She is grouchy ALL THE TIME. Now I understand that it is because of her brain tumor, but before any of us knew about the brain tumor, my telling her off for being rude was no more than she deserved. Calling me later to tell me that grandma's feelings were hurt and that I needed to apologize, EVEN THOUGH YOU AGREED WITH WHAT I SAID, didn't make me regret what I said. Perhaps if YOU told her off once in awhile, she'd tone it down a little.

2. I found a gorgeous, expensive, art-show photograph for you for Christmas, framed it, and wrapped it carefully so it wouldn't break. You didn't say a thing when you opened it--not even "thank you." Whereas I exclaimed, smiled, and generally put on a good show for my, let's see, name-brand (e.g., Hershey) cookbooks, orange-scented bath products, gift cards to Bath & Body Works (I don't shop there because the store makes me sneeze), etc.

3. Every Christmas, you tell me not to write a thank-you card. WTH?! I think I shut you up when I said that MY mother taught me to write thank-yous, and you wouldn't want me to disobey my mother, but I have a feeling we're going to have this conversation again next year. And the next. Ad nauseum.

4. Calling your son every day, much less SEVEN TIMES every day, is not and was not ever appropriate. Not in college, not before we were married, not now. He has set the caller ID to read "The Nuisance" and play scary music when your number comes up. (And you wonder why we don't answer our phone.)

5. Asking your son about our sex life is not and was not ever appropriate. I don't know whether you've stopped, because hubby won't tell me--he knows I'm thisclose to confronting you about it.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 13

2007-01-28T12:58:00.000-08:00

1. The thought of you being alone with my child terrifies me. I am going to try to delay that happening for as long as I possibly can.

2. Spare me the marital advice, will you? Quantity does NOT make you an expert in the subject (married six times; to the same guy twice). I only think how lucky the bastards are to have gotten away.

3. My mom was taken to the ER with renal failure on December 20. Over the next few days as the doctors struggled to explain what was wrong, we stopped by MIL’s house. In response to her question, I said we would probably skip Christmas evening at my grandmother’s since I didn’t think I could enjoy it in her absence or be up to fielding questions that even the doctors couldn’t yet answer.

Oh, she said perkily, then we’d be free to come here that night rather than opening gifts Christmas Eve.

We usually spent all that evening at her house, about two hours with my parents Christmas morning, midday at her parents’ house, and a few hours on Christmas evening at my grandmother’s – it’s exhausting. I had always got the feeling that MIL resented the time we spent with my family on Christmas day (or almost any other day), but it was kind of obvious now. I wanted to throw up.

By Christmas day, the doctors were pretty sure they knew what Mom had, but not sure at all that their treatments would be enough. I decided to go to hubby’s grandparents thinking it would take my mind off Mom lying in ICU. MIL couldn’t wait to grab the spotlight with her “news” and as soon as we arrived the entire family was bombarding me with questions. It wouldn’t have been that bad if I felt they were concerned and sympathetic, but it seemed like some kind of morbid entertainment for most of them with MIL hamming up her role as “stand-in mom.” I spent the next few hours on the verge of tears.

Before we left, MIL made a point of asking us if we were coming to her house to open presents. I let hubby say yes, but as soon as we got in the car, I told him I couldn’t handle any more. He went without me so that we wouldn’t “hurt her feelings” by both not showing up. Yes, she had spent so many years using emotional blackmail to get her way that he would rather leave his wife alone, in tears over her mother’s life-and-death struggle than risk upsetting his own mother.

By the end of March, the only signs that Mom had been sick were occasional bouts of fatigue. If my mom had not recovered, I might not have ever talked to MIL again over that.

4. When your grandson asks you very nicely and innocently to come to his concert why do you have to be such a mean and uncaring old bag? How do I explain to my children why you aren't there for them?

5. My husband and I have been married for two years. We're both in our mid-twenties. We have PLENTY of time to have children. Reminding us every hour on the hour how much you want grandbabies is a deterrent, not encouragement. When we're out of debt and hubby has a full-time job,then we'll have children. In other words, on our time frame, NOT YOURS.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 12

2006-12-12T11:30:00.000-08:00

1. It is NOT possible for a diaper to cripple a child. So next time you think about writing me telling me that you are worried my son will suffer "lifelong nerve, bone and muscle damage due to the constriction," go f*ck yourself sideways.

2. Thanks for the death-trap bassinet, by the way. The slats were nearly twice the recommended width, the mattress didn't fit all the way and it's over 100-year old frame had seen better days. I'm surprised it wasn't coated in lead-based paint.

3. Quit your f*cking bitching about not seeing your grandson every week. You live an hour away from us and we both work full-time. We barely see our baby and yet you think your so damn special.

4. Operating a digital camera or a computer is not brain surgery. People have shown you how to use them a MILLION times!! Don't own them if you can't use them. You just frustrate people.

5. You are in no competition with my mother. She lives closer and, quite honestly, she is a better woman than you any day. She is strong and independent and doesn't whine about petty sh*t. Plus, she could whoop your ass big time.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 11

2006-11-29T15:00:00.000-08:00

1. I hate your cooking.

2. My kids are not a dog and pony show. Yes, they are cute, smart, and funny, but you would know this if you ever spent time interacting with them.

3. Please stop being helpful in my house. I’m not sure whether you are trying to be the most thoughtful guest ever, or whether you feel very at home with us, or both. Possibly other daughers-in-law would find your helpfulness incredibly... well... helpful.

However, whether you mean to or not, you are making me feel inadequate. You strip the beds and uncover our nasty old mattress. You arrive with three kinds of homemade dessert, or you bring your own flour and sugar and then you make some. You clean the bathtub and shower when you’ve only used them once. You unload the dishwasher, in the process going into every single cupboard in the kitchen.

I say, “Oh, you don’t need to do all this.”
You say, “Oh, but I know how busy you are.”

Sure, I’m busy, (and that is why I haven’t got around to replacing the old mattress), but I don’t make dessert because I don’t like dessert. It’s not a healthy habit. I have to eat all the crazy stuff you make when I visit you, so I would really like to be able to eat MY food in MY house. Also I clean the bathroom right before you come and there isn’t any need to clean it all over again. Also I keep things in my cupboards that aren’t for your perusal. For instance, a shamefully large liquor collection, which I know you disapprove of, and a whole bunch of really ugly wedding gifts that I’m afraid you will discover at the very back of the cupboard under a layer of dust.

Please, understand that I need some privacy in my own home. Yes, you are family, but you are a guest here. There’s a fine line between appropriate thoughtfulness from a guest, and inappropriate making-yourself-at-home. Maybe you haven’t even crossed it—maybe it’s just my hangup. But I really wish I knew how to discuss it without coming across as an ingrate.

4. I already have a mother. I do not want you to be my mother; I do not want to be your little friend. Accept the fact that I try my hardest to respect you as my MIL. You make it tough to do even that.

5. If you need something done, call your son that ISN'T married or has children. My husband has responsibilities to me and my son; we have no time to deal with you.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 10

2006-11-06T08:00:00.000-08:00

1. An apology should be an apology, not an explanation of how everyone has wronged you.

2. You are the suckiest grandparents ever. Not much better at parents from what I can tell.

3. When we suggested that everyone donate to charities last year, that was a hint. Take it. Try to think of others, for a change.

4. Your daughter is not that great. Your son, however, is pretty damn special. Why can't you see that?

5. It is not a good idea to feed your guests meat that has been left out on the counter for over 24 hours. I just used being pregnant as an excuse.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 9

2006-10-26T12:00:00.000-07:00

1. I would be forever grateful if you would just please forget that I exist, or move back to Canada so I could finally hear the end of how great Canada is and how much and my home town sucks. Don’t like it, then leave!

2. PLEASE stop forcing food on me and my children. You are overweight and so are your sons. My children and I are not and I'd like to keep it that way. I am trying very hard to teach them to eat when they are hungry and stop when they are full. Being asked every 5 seconds if they want something to eat (something that is never a fruit or vegetable, BTW) is NOT HELPING.

3. You left him to live your life, got mad at him when he was just a child - being a child - when you divorced his father. then you made bad choices, continually. And now today - after not being there at all for him, you magically want him to just be everything you weren't? before you got ill, you saw our child THREE TIMES in two years, and you wonder why I don't visit you every time you send your sister with your hissy fit? trying to kill your self by starving is not going to garner the attention from us you think it will. we can't heal you - he can't heal you and I won't stand by and watch him drain himself, kill his soul, trying to.

you don't deserve him. or his efforts.

and while I encourage him to try to heal his wounds and forgive you and build some sort of relationship, i personally don't have to like you. and I will protect him from you for ever.

4. I'm sorry, but your house is tiny and uncomfortable. I wish you could understand that if you would allow us to stay in a hotel (without the extreme guilt-tripping) we would all be happier, including you. Maybe we would even stay longer or visit more often. Think about it.

5. Would it kill you to acknowledge me or my children? When I send you pictures, although you have behaved poorly and boorishly to our entire family, sending me an email about how proud my husband must be to be their father doesn't help. I took the picture, I sent it to you, and we have raised those precious children.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 8

2006-10-17T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. Please stop buying my son toys. He’s not 3 anymore and has outgrown nursery rhyme themes.

2. Stop using baby talk to talk to my son. He is six years old, with a vocabulary and literary skill set far superior to yours. The baby talk irritates him and me.

3. Please stop asking when we will plan another baby. We have enough to worry about financially and otherwise while you gamble you fixed income away, have unexpected expenses come up and your get rich quick schemes that end up with your attorney son, my hub, sending a threatening letter to whom ever swindled you.

4. You’re a very miserable person. Very mean and selfish. I cannot believe my hub grew up w/ you as a mother. You are in no position to ever give advice or comment on my parenting skills when you passed off your two daughters as your sisters. I realize that in the 50’s there was a certain shame with children born out of wedlock. But, I will never understand how a mother can deny her children and live a lie. Your mother, to whom your daughters refer to as Mommy, was a saint.

5. Please stop asking how everyone in my entire extended family is doing. Just take for granted that if there was a problem, your son would have told you about it. My guess is that you ask because you want there to be a problem or illness. I’ve seen how you beam with glee when describing the latest illness to hit a relative. It’s really sick.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 7

2006-10-13T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. A rather sweet thank you card from you arrived in the mail today. We're glad you appreciated our presence at and assistance with your daughter's wedding. But there seems to be an issue with the envelope in which you sent this card. It's addressed to Mr. and Mrs. MyHusband'sLastName.

Please, I beg of you, for the love of all that is sacred in this universe, would you take just one second out our your busy schedule to LEARN MY FUCKING NAME? I've been married to your son for almost three years. For not a single moment of those three years have I been Mrs. MyHusband'sLastName. I am Ms. MyOwnLastName, and for the fifty millionth time, I would appreciate it if you recognized me for who and what I am.

And I will never convert to your beloved Mormonism, so please stop buying us copies of Joseph Smith's biography.

2. Please stop calling the monthly money your son and I give you a loan. You gamble your entire Social Security on your weekly casino visits and you never pay us back, and so this transaction cannot be referred to as a loan. Plus, you’ve never thanked ME once. Yes, your son earns twice the money I do, but my income is rather significant to our household, and apparently yours too.

3. Please stop hosting dinners at your home. You cannot cook. And according to your son, you have never been able to cook. You think I’m a picky eater. No, I just don’t enjoy eating fish casserole with whole bones and vertebrae, nor do I enjoy your week old cakes and pies that have been left out on the counter uncovered. I also don’t like eating on filthy food encrusted plates and glasses at your cramped crowded dining room table surrounded by the mountains of garage sale crap you collect.

4. Please don’t buy me another single X-mas or B-day present. In case you hadn’t noticed, the last few decorative gifts you have given me are not in use at my house. Your taste is nasty and tacky, seriously get a clue. I throw the stuff away as soon as your son isn’t around. I wait till he goes out of town, and I throw out the cheesy crap you buy for him too.

5. Please don’t buy my son clothes. In case you hadn’t noticed he is NOT A GIRL. The ruffles and bright colors like pink, lavender or aqua should give it away that it does not belong on a boy.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 6

2006-10-09T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. When you were told that we didn’t want anyone at the hospital when our son was born, that included you. When your son called you to let you know my water had broken you asked if he wanted company, he said no. That meant that you should not have shown up at the hospital anyway and tried to come into the room while I was pushing. Also, the nurses were not rude for telling you to leave the room – WE DIDN'T WANT YOU THERE.

2. You call so often and ask the most asinine questions, that now when I see your number on the caller ID, I just don't answer the phone.

3. My MIL is a raw food vegan who is obsessed with organic health food -- to the point that she will not eat, drink or use ANYTHING (toothpaste, shampoo, whatever) that doesn't come from Whole Foods. She came to help out soon after my baby was born. I was having supply problems and a really hard time with breastfeeding so we were supplementing with formula. She constantly told me how she never had any problems breastfeeding any of her children and didn't understand why I was. I could tell the formula really bothered her, but I thought I'd finally gotten it through to her that my son was not getting enough to eat on my milk alone, plain and simple, amen.

One night she encouraged my husband and I to go out for dinner together. Since I was constantly pumping in between feedings in hope of upping my supply, I had a small stash of breastmilk in the fridge. But I knew how much my son ate (HINT: A FUCKING LOT) and told her it might not be enough and to give him formula if he was still hungry.

We rushed home after dinner and the baby was awake and screaming. He was starving. She'd refused to give him the formula.

She let my baby go hungry instead of giving him an ounce or two of goddamned formula. I wanted to throttle her.

The kind of hilarious part was that I'd had some wine and spicy food at dinner and had to pump and dump while my husband gave the baby formula anyway. The kind of awful part is that to this day, anytime she visits with us she STILL pulls the passive-aggressive shit to correct our "mistakes." She sneaks him bottles of water and puts flax seed oil in his milk and deliberately spills baby food on him so I have to give him a bath after she's seen me apply some kind of bug spray or sunscreen that she thinks is going to give him cancer.

For his first birthday next month I'm making him a damned Duncan Hines non-organic chocolate cake with frosting from a can. And then offering her a piece. Blah.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 5

2006-08-29T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. Right after the birth of my first child, we wanted my MIL to see her new grandson before we moved across the country. We met in a (cheap, cruddy) motel halfway between her house and ours so that neither of us would have to drive more than 6 hours. I doubtfully let my in-laws take my less-than-a-month-old son overnight (they were in the room adjacent to ours) even though I felt it would be easier on me to be near him to breastfeed, etc. Not surprisingly, he screamed the entire night.

The next morning, tons of dirtied bottles littered their hotel room along with all of the infant outfits I had packed (apparently, he peed/pooped through ALL of them.) They joyfully took photos of them plus my husband, but not once asked me to be in a photograph. Instead, I was washing the bottles and clothes in the hotel room sink. (Yes, I had given my MIL the bottle brush, so she could have easily cleaned them as they were dirtied. Similarly, I had given them empty plastic bags into which they were supposed to put dirty clothes rather than just strewing them around the hotel room for me to gather up later.)

Years later when they offered to come to our house to “help” with my second child, I declined. Instead, I had them arrive several months later so I knew I would be physically recovered enough to clean in their wake.

2. My husband and I had a conference while my in-laws babysat our children in the same hotel. My MIL didn’t wash out their bottles or sippy cups. Instead, she left them to rot. Refrigerated items that we had sent along with my sons were spoiled. (They could have kept them cool using hotel ice, as we have done while traveling.) When I had showed her their belongings, I also showed her my sons’ brand-new toothbrushes and brand-new toothpaste. At the end of the visit, I was shocked to see that neither had been opened. This, after every morning she greeted them with, “Here’s breakfast!” while waving a chocolate chip cookie.

3. Your house is a filthy, nasty, mold-ridden pigsty. I will never forget the time I sent my son over to spend time with you when he was 3 months old. I sent him over in a white onesie. He came home in a grey and brown onesie. It was the same onesie.

I used to think you weren't personally dirty, that you just kept a dirty house. I was wrong. You are filthy. I can't stand the smell of my own children after they come home from a visit at your house.

I have one word for you: bleach. Or possibly: fire.

4. You know how you always say "love means never having to say you're sorry"? I think you may be confused because that phrase doesn't actually mean that you can justify not apologizing for being the insane, manipulative guilt-monger that you are.

I have a better slogan for you. Love means never passive-agressively demanding that we drive across the country to see you and threating to throw a big huffy hissy fit like a two year old if we don't. We have a baby for God-sakes! If you want to see us so damn bad get your happy ass in the car and drive the fuck over here. Too far away? Do you think it's faster when you throw a screaming child into the mix?

And while I'm at it...please stop giving me old stuff of yours that you don't want anymore for Christmas. Or at least have the decency to dry-clean it first.

5. You have no idea how much it hurts my feelings that you will take our oldest anytime, but you specifically say you don't want the little one. I will not let you do to my kids what you did to your own - the oldest on a pedastal while the younger one stayed in the shadows because she was difficult. She was a normal child. So is my youngest. Treat them the same or you will never get visits with either one. I'm THIS FUCKING CLOSE to telling you right off.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 4

2006-08-25T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. When my BIL was getting married, my MIL insisted they have a wonderful rehearsal dinner, but gave them a strict budget. My BIL and SIL added some of their own funds in order to accommodate a decent event. That is fine. But what isn’t fine is that after the event, my MIL then refused to pay. Eventually, she ponied up a small portion of what was promised.

With that in mind, my fiancé and I planned a rehearsal event that wouldn’t depend on his parents’ money since we had to assume there would be none. They were hurt, but insisted that they contribute to a secondary reception on the east coast (we were married on the west) for our friends who were unable to travel to the primary event. They told us how much money they would give us. We provided the rest.

When we called them later to announce my pregnancy, they didn’t answer the phone, presumably because they thought we were calling to request money. It took quite awhile to reach my MIL. (We had to email her to give us a call, stating that it was important news. We weren’t going to reveal the pregnancy in an email!) She then explained they had to buy a new computer and a pedigreed dog, so didn’t yet have the money to give to our (long since occurred) reception. Eventually, yes, she paid. But that was only after we had taken on debt while awaiting their reimbursement.

2. My FIL’s birthday was mere days after I gave birth to my first child. I had a difficult delivery, my husband was flying across the country for a job interview, and I was in the midst of cleaning out my desk at work and giving my notice. We were both under a lot of stress. My MIL chastised us for forgetting his birthday. But she hadn’t acknowledged our birthdays the past year, nor did she acknowledge them the year after!

3. The first time I met my MIL, I automatically rose to help clear the table and wash the dishes. My husband joined me. “It’s okay honey,” she patted his back, “You go out with your father and enjoy yourself while she does the dishes.”

4. My MIL had my husband cosign a student loan since his parents’ credit wasn’t decent enough to do it on their own. Alas, my husband didn’t know not to cosign (he was just a teenager at the time!) She defaulted on the loan, didn’t tell anyone, and my husband had to put his school tuition on a (high interest, because his FICO was affected by his parents’ poor choices) credit card. Meanwhile, my MIL took a portion of my BIL’s after-school job, saying it was going towards his brother’s education. (Lies. But my BIL held a grudge towards my husband for awhile.) Apparently, my FIL doesn’t know about my MIL’s poor money management skills, and neither of them grasp that they ruined my husband’s credit. (My credit was nearly perfect.) Neither of them recognizes that had they not screwed his FICO, we could have been living in a better neighborhood and/or a nicer house. When they visited us shortly after the purchase of our first home, my FIL shook his head, saying he couldn’t believe how close together the houses were. (Yup, that is what happens when you can’t afford a house on a larger lot.) My MIL is irresponsible not only to herself, but to her husband, her children, and now her grandchildren! My children’s lives would be vastly different if we could afford to live in a better neighborhood.

I recognize that we must take responsibility for our own money management, but to set my husband off into the world with ruined credit because of her mistakes was wrong. It is frustrating to hear about her acquisitions of new cars, large screen TVs and the like. I wish she would acknowledge what she did and apologize to my husband! (And I hope that we won’t be held responsible for any of her debts!)

5. I went upstairs to use the sole bathroom in my MIL’s house. As I came downstairs again, I heard her murmur to my 18 month old son, “Your mother doesn’t love you anymore. I’ll be your new mommy now.”

True MIL Confessions - Edition 3

2006-08-22T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. You are not always right, you do not know everything! I have just learned how to shut up and how not to disagree with you. How can you be so nice one minute and then the next time so rude? If you ever call my daughter a brat again, instead of ignoring you the rest of the day I WILL say something. Your 8 year old daughter acts worst than my 2 year old daughter!

2. Last summer hub and I went away for 4 days alone together. His mom was supposed to watch the kids, we paid her $500 (FIVE HUNDRED!!!!!!) to buy food and watch the kids. I called her house one night to talk to the kids (ages 15, 11, and 6) she tells me they are at my house. I call my house and there are my 3 kids, my niece (who my MIL is raising), my nieces 2 friends, 3 of my oldest sons friends and a bat in the house!!!!!! at 10 pm!!!!!

3. One day last spring hub and I had been working crazy hours. I had called her to see if she could get the kids some dinner and make sure they got homework done. I got home at 9:30, not only had the kids not eaten yet, and still had no homework done...she handed me some of her laundry and asked me "could i just throw it in my washer for her?" because her washer was broken. My house was open for her to get in on her own.

4. She has wrecked 3 of her cars in the past 5 years, recently I got a new vehicle and we kept my old one for the oldest to use. My MIL has just taken it over, she never asked or anything. As soon as it came back from the shop (it had needed some work) she started using it. One day she pulls in and says to me "This needs to go in the shop. Something is wrong with it" HELLO? Then take care of it you have been using it for 4 months!!!! When it was fixed she comes to me and says she needs a check to pay for the repairs !!!!!! ARRRGGGHHHH

5. On my hubs and my anniversary recently he had asked her to take our youngest 2 to get their football equipment, so we could have a nice dinner. She did and came in after and handed my hub a card, not an anniversary card to the 2 of us, a card to him, one of those long winded sappy cards that essentially said how special he was and that noone appreciated him like she did and he deserved so much more than what he had. yeah...she is wonderful.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 2

2006-08-18T08:00:00.000-07:00

1. I secretly wished that I found out the gender of my baby due next year so I could tell you and piss you off.

2. "Double the common sense?" - Yeah, I'm pretty sure you don't have any at all.

3. I secretly want to start conversations with you that I know will really make you mad. Like "If we die, we're leaving our kids with my best friend."

4. I sometimes just want to go up to you say "I know everything you said about me." Because I do.

5. I think you are sort of a perfectionist control freak. You know your "suggestions" about anything from choosing a doctor to home decorating don't go over well with me, so you tell them to my husband. Don't think I don't know when he comes up with a great idea about how to reaarrange the furniture that it actually came from you.

I'm worried this is going to be fifty times worse when we have kids. It's not that you're not a nice person but you have got to chill out.

True MIL Confessions - Edition 1

2006-08-14T19:57:00.000-07:00

1. You spent years trying to turn your boys into your own personal slaves/yes men/momma's boy zombies. You succeeded with one, but the other escaped. I have spent years helping him overcome the damage you inflicted (and continue to try to inflict). I may say some really mean things behind your back, but the things I say are SO VERY tame compared to what your SON says!

He will never forgive you! I will never forgive you! And you will NEVER be left alone with our children as long as I am alive!!!

You wonder why we only visit a couple times a year! What you don't realize is that if your wonderful, long-suffering husband dies before you, you will never see us again!

2. Stooooop sending us baby clothes. Your taste is terrible. I know you mean well, but I will no sooner parade my girl around in that Babies R Us discount rack crap than you would walk around in a leather bustier.

And the boxers you sent your son for Xmas? The XXXL ones that look like they were made for Jared before the Subway diet? Here’s a hint: Just because it’s in the dollar bin doesn’t always make it a good deal.

3. The thing that bugs me most about my MIL is that she's so unaccommodating. If she needed a favor from me, I would re-arrange my schedule, forgo errands, whatever... I would BE THERE for her. But when we need something, which is almost never, do you think she would alter her life even one tiny bit? Hell no. I thought grandmothers were supposed to be kindly and helpful. Not this one. I mean she IS helpful, but in ways that we don't need. Like she'll have a shitload of leftover food from a dinner party or she made something that didn't get eaten so she'll bring it over or ask us to come get it. Suffice it to say it's usually something none of us want and don't have room for but in her mind, this counts as some huge favor that she's done us even if we didn't ask for it. SO ANNOYING.

4. If you think that letting your husband drink gallons of wine and shots of vodka is fine, but beer is not, then you are really more stupid than I thought. And by the way, he slams beers in the garage. How you don't know is beyond me.

5. You complain that we never let you help in the kitchen during holidays. You are right, we don't. Want to know why? Because it's frustrating to explain to you 10 times that yes, we intend to make the recipe the way it's written and no, we don't think it would be better made your way. If we want to make creamed spinach, for example, IT WILL HAVE CREAM IN IT no matter how much you protest. There's a whole room full of people to consider, not just one.

Does your mother-in-law suck?

2006-07-28T17:40:00.000-07:00

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