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Mother-In-Law Stories
Frequent Fry HerTM
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Lost In Translation
Age: 28 MIL Age: 56
Not-so-Linda
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Frequent
Fry Her TM
- Lost In Translation/Posted: 5-APR-06
OK, so now, after one very sad miscarriage a few months
after our wedding, which MIL tried to ruin when things didn't go her
way, I'm pregnant again. I'm cautious, but happy. You
would think they'd try to be nice to me, but what was FIL and MIL's
reaction when they found out? "Why are you doing this to
(DH's son from a previous relationship with a stripper)?"
Now, it is so much more of a nightmare because, even though we have
70% custody of the little boy and pay for all his school supplies,
summer activities, clothes, sports, travel, toys, etc., not to mention
that we are his primary caregivers, do his homework with him, take
him to the doctor and dentist, and also take him whenever his lovely
birthmother is busy on her few days of custody, we are "bad parents,
too strict, blah, blah, blah, and we should help (the stripper) out
more." What? I don't know what these people think.
I AM THE WIFE. WE ARE MARRIED! WE ARE A FAMILY.
WE TAKE CARE OF THE KID, AND DID FOR 3 YEARS PRIOR TO GETTING MARRIED.
How could I, or my DH, possibly do more? I asked my priest what
to do, and he said, "Don't get married, these people will be
a problem." I should have listened. Life would be
so much easier if these people just found a busy highway and jumped
into it.
Signed - Nightmare
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Frequent
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- Lost In Translation/Posted: 28-SEP-05
I got married to DF this year. So, FMIL is now,
unfortunately, MIL. At my wedding reception (which she did not
contribute to), she went around telling everyone that, no matter what,
she would always love my stepson's mother. She also told her
friends, whom she didn't pay for, to bring along anyone they wanted.
They did, and they wore TANK TOPS AND FLIP FLOPS to a formal event.
Signed - FMIL Is Now, Unfortunately,
MIL
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Frequent
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- Lost In Translation, 1 of 4 needed/Posted:
31-JAN-05
Christmas Party #1. I might add that last night
we had another fight about his mother. Christmas Party #1
was my attempt to start our own family traditions. I came
from a large family where we don't give many gifts, but we do get
together often, and we care about each other quite a bit.
My DF has a son from a previous relationship, and luckily the little
guy and I have a great rapport. He loves me, bless his little
heart. Anyway, despite some pretty rude things that my FMIL
had already done, and a certain great-grandma's birthday that ended
in drunken fighting amongst her and her relatives, I still naively
envisioned our new family being as wonderful as my existing family,
and sharing that with my future stepson. As such, I invited
everyone to my apartment to decorate the tree with us and have a
little party. I worked two jobs at the time, and hadn't much
time for housecleaning. So, I did my best with the food (over
the top, a huge assortment of appetizers, etc.) and the cleaning,
but didn't have time to clean my bedroom. I shut the door
and put the cat litter box in front of it. There was a lot
of laundry in there, I didn't make the bed, etc. DF and son
arrived, and son had a toilet training accident (he was a toddler),
so dad changed him and put the dirty clothes in my room, shutting
the door again. The next to arrive were the FPILs. The
toddler wanted to show his grandma his shoes that he had peed on.
They headed toward my room, and I clearly said to both of them,
"Maybe another time, I don't want anyone in my room."
I turned my back to let some more people in. The next thing
I knew, they were coming out of my room with the shoes!!!!
I said, "Why did you go in there?" I was mortified,
the room was a mess! She said, "It's no big deal,"
and laughed at me! Her son took her aside and told her to
apologize to me. The apartment wasn't very big, and I could
hear her yelling, "No way, I'm not apologizing to HER.
She's just making a big deal out of nothing!" So, then
he said that she had to leave if she didn't apologize. As
she was leaving, her way of apologizing was to force a hug on me
and say, "You've gotta quit being so sensitive."
Needless to say, it has only gone down hill. Christmas party
#2 will be posted soon.
Signed - I Was Mortified
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Frequent
Fry Her TM
- Lost In Translation, 2 of 4 needed/Posted:
01-FEB-05
Christmas Party #2. After CP#1, I was pretty
much done with FMIL. But, I was invited to "the only
time the whole family gets together, come on, you'll have fun, I
never get to see those guys all together". So, I went
along. My DF was trying, at that time, to teach his son some
basic table manners (not talking with your mouth full, using a fork,
eating from his own plate). We got to the party, and DF told
her that the toddler would eat by himself. He had been doing
really well, and he wanted him to keep working on these skills.
We went up to the buffet line at this HUGE gathering of about 200,
and she insisted on taking him up there herself. So, we all
sat back down, and there he was, sitting on her lap, being fed by
her WITH HER FINGERS. He was 3! Scalloped potatoes!
YUCK. Anyway, I said nothing, him not being my kid.
But, DF said, "Mom, I told you." With HER mouth
full, ham flying out, she drunkenly slurred, "Shut up,"
and kept feeding the kid. FSS then turned around and said,
"Yeah daddy, shut up!!" His dad told him, "Come
here. We have to talk." GM gave him a hug and said,
"Your dad is so mean. Come be by GM." I lost
it. I told her not to contradict this child's dad in front
of him, and she said that I think I'm better than her just because
I know all those fancy words. OOOOOh, contradict. Wow.
Then, she said (and right she was) "YOU'RE NOT HIS MOM (way
to teach him to respect me in the future), so shut up or I'll kick
your @ss." DF said, "That's it," and we left, while
she repeated her threat to anyone who would listen. I know
that he's not my son, but I won't have someone whom I love taken
down that way in front of their kid. I called her that night
to apologize for saying anything to her. Even though I was
furious, for the sake of peace I told her that I shouldn't have
talked to her when I did. Her answer was, "YOU'RE
RIGHT, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE." No apology from her to this
day.
Signed - Still No Apology
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Frequent
Fry Her TM
- Lost In Translation, 3 of 4 needed/Posted:
02-FEB-05
This one may fall into WORST GIFT territory, but
it's also a story in itself. In addition to the Christmas
parties from he!!, which were about two years ago, there have been
other public "situations" with this insane woman, whom
I try to see as little as possible. But, sometimes, it is
unavoidable. Their family does both the 24th and 25th together.
I don't go to the 24th with them, because in HER house she insists
on contradicting my DF about his son, and pushes him until they
have to leave. I'd rather not watch this. So, she sends
a gift with him for me to open at home (why, I'll never know - she
hates me, why give me a gift? but I guess it's so that she can play
the loving FMIL and make me look bad) and then grills me on it the
next day at FSIL's. Last year, she gave me a torture device
that removes body and facial hair. I knew that she would ask,
so I tried it on my leg and it left a welt. So, I threw it
out. The next day, she didn't say hello. She looked
at me and declared that I didn't open my gift. "Yes,
I did. I even tried it!" "No, you didn't!
You still have a mustache! I brought along some wax, do you
want me to wax it for you?" Yes, she did this in front of a
room full of people.
Signed - Sometimes It
Is Unavoidable
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Frequent
Fry Her TM
- Lost In Translation, 4 of 4 needed/Posted:
03-FEB-05
For a fourth story, I'm not sure what to choose.
There is so much to work with. MMMMM, let's see. One
year, we were having a lot of hot weather. I'm pretty sensitive
about the weight that I've gained, and I don't like the way that
I look in shorts as a result (I am only about a size 10/12, so it's
not bad, it's just that I don't prefer shorts right now, I'm sensitive
about it). I wear capris instead. FMIL, who is not huge,
but not in great shape, loves to wear the skimpiest thing that she
can squeeze into, regardless of what hangs out. We were at
some barbecue or something at her house, and she commented about
why don't I wear shorts. Hadn't I noticed that it was hot
out? I told her that I didn't feel like it. "I'm
comfortable, thanks". She brought it up time and time
again for a couple of weeks (phone calls and emails), and then we
had to go over there again. She cornered me as soon as I came
in and gave me some shorts. They were BOYS size 12 jean shorts.
I looked at them and told her, "No thanks. I'm fine."
She pushed me into the bathroom and said, "You are going to
try those on right now!" She laughed when they didn't
fit and said "I thought you were a size 12 (she didn't notice
it said BOYS, since she gets things at garage sales), but I guess
you are right, you DO NEED TO DIET."
Signed - Shorts
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