| I don't have anything yet because my SIL is not here yet but I'll be back!! |
| Way to start off your holiday with positive intent! |
You seem sweet. |
| MIL can’t cook and usually outsources most of the dishes. This year she’s making everything. Yayy! Can’t wait! |
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It’s not a big one, but my MIL have exactly five conversation topics, on repeat:
1) Headaches; who has one, what caused it, what might cure it 2) Jim, do you remember Name? You know, Name, the Person who did the Thing? No? You know Name. Well anyway, Name died. 3) Weather! 4) Traffic! 5) We’re thinking about building a cabin on our land in West Virginia. We’ve been looking at plans. I think we’re going to move forward in the spring. (They’ve been saying this for at least 16 years with no action.) |
I’ll be hearing some version of #2 this weekend. Not that the person died, thankfully, but some random update about their life. You remember X? You knew them when you were a teenager. X just moved to Michigan. Hard to know how to respond besides, “oh, hope he likes it there.” |
Move along to a different post then, sweetie. |
And you sound incredibly lame and boring. |
| My husband's family = his problem! I'm in my bedroom trolling DCUM. |
Same, also 3 and 4. I think traffic and weather are conversation staples as you get older. My parents also throw in their medical stuff. |
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My mom always focuses on everyone’s body type and weight. She had already asked me how much three people weigh. I always say it’s rude but she doesn’t care. It is so annoying.
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It’s not Thanksgiving if I don’t burn the hell out of my hand. Usually I do it on the day itself, but this year I’m ahead of schedule. Burned my hand on the oven rack while checking on the pumpkin pies.
To add insult to injury, I’m not confident this year’s pies will be up to my usual standard 😬. |
One time, my mother literally did this. "Do you remember Older Brother's friend from 1st grade? You were in preschool then. (Um vaguely) Well, remember Friend's mother? Well her sister adopted a daughter, and now, 35 years later, Old Brother's Friend's Mother's Sister's Adopted Daughter's Biological Grandma died. Do you want the address to send a sympathy card?" |
😂😂😂😂😂 |
I'm with ILs, not my mom, this Thanksgiving, but my mom loves #2. She is also a fan of telling me protracted stories about running into people I went to high school with (I am 45), telling me extremely banal details about their lives, and then giving me their current phone number and encouraging me to reach out to them. These are never people I was actually friends with in high school (I am already in touch with those people), it will be like some random person who graduate two years after me. She's like "you should go out for a drink with them!" I am married, I have children, I have friends. But it's very important to her that I "touch base" with "Kelly, she played first clarinet in the orchestra after you graduated? Her mom works for the realtor we used when we bought the lake house! You should see her! You should go hang out!" |