I keep wishing MIL was someone else

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:What? Off topic much?

I could see wishing MIL was someone else if she say, needed to always have the last word

+1

Oh, the irony...

"....cackle, cackle...."

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:What? Off topic much?

I could see wishing MIL was someone else if she say, needed to always have the last word

+1

Oh, the irony...

"....cackle, cackle...."

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:What? Off topic much?

I could see wishing MIL was someone else if she say, needed to always have the last word

+1

Oh, the irony...

.

Hoisted by your own petard.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:What? Off topic much?

I could see wishing MIL was someone else if she say, needed to always have the last word

+1

Oh, the irony...

.

Hoisted by your own petard.

. I know, right? The funny thing is she thinks she is bantering with a mil and she is not.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:What? Off topic much?

I could see wishing MIL was someone else if she say, needed to always have the last word

+1

Oh, the irony...

.

Hoisted by your own petard.

. I know, right? The funny thing is she thinks she is bantering with a mil and she is not.

Who are you talking to?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:What? Off topic much?

I could see wishing MIL was someone else if she say, needed to always have the last word

+1

Oh, the irony...

.

Hoisted by your own petard.

. I know, right? The funny thing is she thinks she is bantering with a mil and she is not.

Who are you talking to?

If not you, then why do you care?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Grass is always greener. My college boyfriend and I are still friends and I'm friends with his wife. I thought his mom was the best. I was talking to his wife and said something about my MIL and commented that she was lucky to have her MIL instead. She laughed and went off on the nuttiness of her own MIL. So you never know until you're the one married to her son!

This is so true. My MILs (step and regular) are people I would probably get along with just fine at work and we might have lunch and laugh together because their expectations would be reasonable and they wouldn't feel a claim on me. Marry into the family and the psycho comes out. The expectations skyrocket and there is no pleasing them. I was warned by my now ex-SIL. A few us tried to prepare the man marrying my other SIL. He was the golden boy while they were dating because....he hadn't joined the clan yet. He thought we were cray cray to warn him. Once he married into the family.....he sadly learned we spoke the truth and it just got worse. They have been in marital therapy for a long time trying to figure out better boundaries. Marriage is rocky and the poor guy has aged about 20 years in 6 years.