No judgment in law thread

[Anonymous]

MIL and FIL are "here to help" with the new baby. Too bad every little thing must be a huge discussion/acknowledgment--they can't just actually do anything. Dinner is not simply made. We must discuss the menu at length, make a big deal about which grocery store to buy the ingredients from, how she made a point to buy ORGANIC MEAT and ORGANIC VEGETABLES and how EXPENSIVE they are, should we eat in the dining room or the kitchen, which plates do you want me to use, what time should we eat, should we do cocktails first? AND ON AND ON.

Just make some grilled cheese, tomato soup and salad...why does everything have to be such an attention-seeking PRODUCTION?

[Anonymous]

SIL, a total b**ch, sent a basket of food that I'm allergic to (she knows about my allergies) for Christmas!

My ILs have hated me from the moment they met me. I'm from an upper middle class background, and DH is from a blue collar background. They really resent that DH does not live in a shitshack and that I'm not from the same ethnic background as they.

I gave up on them last Christmas when we hauled our entire family halfway across the country to visit them, drove them all around their city, paid for entrances to museums, a play and for many meals at nice restaurants. They spoke maybe two sentences to me the entire time we were there. On the last night, MIL sat next to me in a lovely restaurant and did not say a single word to me or to her four grandchildren. She turned her back to me and spoke only to her son, DH. And I could hear her complaining about the food, which was "weird". Her favorite restaurant is Red Lobster.

I told DH I would never visit them again. He can take the kids if he wants, but I'm through.

[Anonymous]

I am starting to resent my BIL, his wife and kids visit. They visit on weekends and finish all our food. They leave the guest room and bath messy. They don't help out with cleaning after themselves. They don't watch their kids so the kids end of running wild and breaking my things. They change baby's diaper on top of my nice rugs. They take food and drinks upstairs. I am tired of hosting them!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

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Anonymous wrote:Dear in laws. I don't care about your genealogy. I don't want your dead fathers carving knives as a holiday present. My DH doesn't know what to do with the inkwell that belonged to your grandfather. Stop giving us stuff you don't feel like storing in the basement anymore.

I'm enjoying this thread but this one I find kind of sad. Are you really young PP? Do you not have kids? This is their heritage and those are special items. Keep it for the next generation.

Bitch, I'm 40 years old with 2 children and on the NO JUDGMENT IN LAWS thread. So please just go away. You're welcome to the 60 year old potty seat, if you really want it, but my kid thinks its gross.

This response (& this thread!) made my night! No idea how I missed it over the holidays, and I needed to read it then for sure. OP, thanks for starting this thread.

[Anonymous]

DH and I have two small daughters. MIL has taken to referring to our family as "DHName's Harem". She thinks it's hilarious. It's so aggravating and annoying. She thinks she's funny.

Totally relate to the PPs who haven't heard an original conversation topic or story from their ILs in years. Everything's a rehashing of their "glory years" as A+ parents and bragging about how gifted their own kids are. Talking stories of grades and school contests from 25 years ago!

Thanks for posting this thread. Lots of laughs and nice to know I'm not alone in dealing with the crazies!

[Anonymous]

I live with my in-laws and I hate it...Asian culture, I hate it

My mil is a chatter box and won't stop talking all the time. After work, I need peace and some quiet time. But no, she has to ruin it with questions. If she is travelling, she constantly keeps on texting/calling. Just stop it.

Thanks for reading this

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I live with my in-laws and I hate it...Asian culture, I hate it

My mil is a chatter box and won't stop talking all the time. After work, I need peace and some quiet time. But no, she has to ruin it with questions. If she is travelling, she constantly keeps on texting/calling. Just stop it.

Thanks for reading this

PP, are you Asian too?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I live with my in-laws and I hate it...Asian culture, I hate it

My mil is a chatter box and won't stop talking all the time. After work, I need peace and some quiet time. But no, she has to ruin it with questions. If she is travelling, she constantly keeps on texting/calling. Just stop it.

Thanks for reading this

PP, are you Asian too?

Yes

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

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Anonymous wrote:How is it that my FIL can sit on his ass and watch almost everyone else do all the work. He doesn't so much as carry a glass to the sink. And he sits for hours in the middle of the kitchen at my island watching all the work. WTF? He is physically able. Though why should I expect anything else -- it's been like this the whole time I've known him.

Do we have the same FIL? Last night, he sat down at dinner and immediately started eating. He was done before I and MIL finished serving everyone and sat down ourselves.

My FIL dug right in to his food on Xmas as the rest of the family and guests were going through my buffet line. He was almost done before the table was full of guests.
He also insists on calling for mid-meal toasts and repeatedly clanks on my antique waterford with a knife to get our attention.

I don't know how long your buffet line was but do you really expect people to sit with hot food in front of them while a dozen or more other people wait in line? That's cray cray. It's not a sit down dinner.

And there is nothing wrong with a mid meal toast.

Yes, I do in fact expect people to wait. It's the polite thing to do. You don't start eating before your hostess. There weren't 70 people, there were 10. It wasn't very long to wait.
No problem re: the toast; major problem with banging on antique waterford.

[Anonymous]

Whenever baby cries and DH or I am holding her, MIL says, "Oh no...child abuse!"

What a great joke.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Whenever baby cries and DH or I am holding her, MIL says, "Oh no...child abuse!"

What a great joke.

I would snack her and say "oh look, elder abuse!"

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Whenever baby cries and DH or I am holding her, MIL says, "Oh no...child abuse!"

What a great joke.

I would snack her and say "oh look, elder abuse!"

I've heard the older ones are kinda chewy.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Whenever baby cries and DH or I am holding her, MIL says, "Oh no...child abuse!"

What a great joke.

I would snack her and say "oh look, elder abuse!"

I've heard the older ones are kinda chewy.

LOL

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:SIL, a total b**ch, sent a basket of food that I'm allergic to (she knows about my allergies) for Christmas!

My ILs have hated me from the moment they met me. I'm from an upper middle class background, and DH is from a blue collar background. They really resent that DH does not live in a shitshack and that I'm not from the same ethnic background as they.

I gave up on them last Christmas when we hauled our entire family halfway across the country to visit them, drove them all around their city, paid for entrances to museums, a play and for many meals at nice restaurants. They spoke maybe two sentences to me the entire time we were there. On the last night, MIL sat next to me in a lovely restaurant and did not say a single word to me or to her four grandchildren. She turned her back to me and spoke only to her son, DH. And I could hear her complaining about the food, which was "weird". Her favorite restaurant is Red Lobster.

I told DH I would never visit them again. He can take the kids if he wants, but I'm through.

Welcome to the club. We should start a support group for unsuspecting young brides. B*stards.

[Anonymous]

If I have to hear about some third party's ailments again, or anyone else's - someone i going to die.