tell me what's odd about where you're staying

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Staying with MIL.

Everybody including adults must put a towel on their chair while eating at the kitchen table. A little weird, but not problematic.

There is only bar soap in the entire house. Dishes are hand washed with a bar of Ivory soap. Again a little weird, but it is soap.

There are decorative liquid soap dispensers in the bathroom but they are only for show. Decorative tissue box covers are also empty. She doesn't like for people to use the decorative hand towels but there aren't other towels to use. Use the hand towels anyway or bring a roll of paper towels with yuo when you visit.

The upstairs shower drain is clogged so you're basically standing in a bath by the time your shower is done. It's been this way for over 2 years. She doesn't think it's an issue. Next time bring a declogger and do it yourself.

Everyone is freezing but MIL won't turn the heat up. Put on a fleece.

Nice try, but OP wins the thread.

[Anonymous]

Nothing out of the ordinary, I can stand my SIL, her husband, and my MIL is controlling - all the while I am a closet drinker and am taking whiskey shots in the garage to cope.

[Anonymous]

It's my own house. We've spent every single Christmas since 2002 shuffling around to both sets of parents' homes, and/or other relatives. Since siblings have had children, it's been worse. This is the first Christmas my kids have been able to stay in their own house and play with their new toys for the whole Christmas Day.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Staying with MIL.

Everybody including adults must put a towel on their chair while eating at the kitchen table. A little weird, but not problematic.

There is only bar soap in the entire house. Dishes are hand washed with a bar of Ivory soap. Again a little weird, but it is soap.

There are decorative liquid soap dispensers in the bathroom but they are only for show. Decorative tissue box covers are also empty. She doesn't like for people to use the decorative hand towels but there aren't other towels to use. Use the hand towels anyway or bring a roll of paper towels with yuo when you visit.

The upstairs shower drain is clogged so you're basically standing in a bath by the time your shower is done. It's been this way for over 2 years. She doesn't think it's an issue. Next time bring a declogger and do it yourself.

Everyone is freezing but MIL won't turn the heat up. Put on a fleece.

Hey OP's MIL! Hire a plumber and get some damn soap in your house before you host next years Christmas!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:There's not a fruit or vegetable in this house. My parents.

Omg. What is with older people never having vegetables or fruit around. The only fruit at my IL's is from a fruit basket someone got FIL for Christmas from his work. Veggies are not to be found. Christmas dinner was basically meat and potatoes (and two different kind of rolls). I feel so gross by the time I leave.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Staying with MIL.

Everybody including adults must put a towel on their chair while eating at the kitchen table. A little weird, but not problematic.

There is only bar soap in the entire house. Dishes are hand washed with a bar of Ivory soap. Again a little weird, but it is soap.

There are decorative liquid soap dispensers in the bathroom but they are only for show. Decorative tissue box covers are also empty. She doesn't like for people to use the decorative hand towels but there aren't other towels to use. Use the hand towels anyway or bring a roll of paper towels with yuo when you visit.

The upstairs shower drain is clogged so you're basically standing in a bath by the time your shower is done. It's been this way for over 2 years. She doesn't think it's an issue. Next time bring a declogger and do it yourself.

Everyone is freezing but MIL won't turn the heat up. Put on a fleece.

Go away. That is not the point of this thread. You are insufferable.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:At my parents house. My mother left about an hour ago to who knows where. Just put her coat in, grabbed her purse, and walked out. Nothing bad led to this - my dad is laying in the sun room reading his book, one sister is working on a presentation she has to give on Wednesday, other sister and her bf left this morning to see his family (after presents and a big breakfast), and mom loved all her gifts - in fact, she was taking pics nonstop and sending them to her friends. None of us are quite sure what's going on and she's not answering her cell phone so we are a bit confused. Hopefully she comes back soon?

Nothing is open today. Went to see boyfriend? Shoot up some heroin?

[Anonymous]

This is pretty minor- level weird, but my MIL just taped the tablecloth to the dining room table with masking tape.

[Anonymous]

Wow, empathy to all the pps. Those are some rough stories.

We were at MIL and FIL's. 9 people and 4 dogs spending 4 days in a house with only 3 beds was...cozy. (She invited everyone individually, we all agreed to come thinking we were the only guests, and then "got to be surprised" as soon as we bought plane tickets that the house would be full.) Great grandma had to sleep on a couch because there weren't enough beds.

MIL tried to set up DS's pack and play in her closet. I vetoed that quickly, and set it up where we were sleeping while she pouted about never getting time with her grandchild.

Breakfast was fend for yourself bagels/toast each day, which is fine but not filling. Lunch was never served (and MIL got mad when I suggested we go get food), because it would "spoil dinner". So we ate bagels and dinner each day. By the third day I claimed having to go to the pharmacy and took DS for lunch.

MIL stayed in her pajamas. All day. Every day. Got frustrated with us for getting dressed before noon.

On the morning we opened gifts, we were to have brunch. DS (and therefor DH and I) woke up at 7. BIL slept in until 10. MIL decreed we would eat after gifts. She had purchased dozens of gifts for everyone, which was sweet...but it literally took 3 hours. DS had a melt down (hunger!) and she refused to let him snack. I started to pack him up to take him out for food, and she fussed at me for being melodramatic. She cooked breakfast for him then, and made the rest of us wait until 1:00 to eat.

My favorite part of being home is being able to eat when I'm hungry!

Really though, despite all that it was better than I expected and there were lots of nice parts.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Wow, empathy to all the pps. Those are some rough stories.

We were at MIL and FIL's. 9 people and 4 dogs spending 4 days in a house with only 3 beds was...cozy. (She invited everyone individually, we all agreed to come thinking we were the only guests, and then "got to be surprised" as soon as we bought plane tickets that the house would be full.) Great grandma had to sleep on a couch because there weren't enough beds.

MIL tried to set up DS's pack and play in her closet. I vetoed that quickly, and set it up where we were sleeping while she pouted about never getting time with her grandchild.

Breakfast was fend for yourself bagels/toast each day, which is fine but not filling. Lunch was never served (and MIL got mad when I suggested we go get food), because it would "spoil dinner". So we ate bagels and dinner each day. By the third day I claimed having to go to the pharmacy and took DS for lunch.

MIL stayed in her pajamas. All day. Every day. Got frustrated with us for getting dressed before noon.

On the morning we opened gifts, we were to have brunch. DS (and therefor DH and I) woke up at 7. BIL slept in until 10. MIL decreed we would eat after gifts. She had purchased dozens of gifts for everyone, which was sweet...but it literally took 3 hours. DS had a melt down (hunger!) and she refused to let him snack. I started to pack him up to take him out for food, and she fussed at me for being melodramatic. She cooked breakfast for him then, and made the rest of us wait until 1:00 to eat.

My favorite part of being home is being able to eat when I'm hungry!

Really though, despite all that it was better than I expected and there were lots of nice parts.

You win! haha! So glad I'm home!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Wow, empathy to all the pps. Those are some rough stories.

We were at MIL and FIL's. 9 people and 4 dogs spending 4 days in a house with only 3 beds was...cozy. (She invited everyone individually, we all agreed to come thinking we were the only guests, and then "got to be surprised" as soon as we bought plane tickets that the house would be full.) Great grandma had to sleep on a couch because there weren't enough beds.

MIL tried to set up DS's pack and play in her closet. I vetoed that quickly, and set it up where we were sleeping while she pouted about never getting time with her grandchild.

Breakfast was fend for yourself bagels/toast each day, which is fine but not filling. Lunch was never served (and MIL got mad when I suggested we go get food), because it would "spoil dinner". So we ate bagels and dinner each day. By the third day I claimed having to go to the pharmacy and took DS for lunch.

MIL stayed in her pajamas. All day. Every day. Got frustrated with us for getting dressed before noon.

On the morning we opened gifts, we were to have brunch. DS (and therefor DH and I) woke up at 7. BIL slept in until 10. MIL decreed we would eat after gifts. She had purchased dozens of gifts for everyone, which was sweet...but it literally took 3 hours. DS had a melt down (hunger!) and she refused to let him snack. I started to pack him up to take him out for food, and she fussed at me for being melodramatic. She cooked breakfast for him then, and made the rest of us wait until 1:00 to eat.

My favorite part of being home is being able to eat when I'm hungry!

Really though, despite all that it was better than I expected and there were lots of nice parts.

Wow. Next time bring snacks!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:At my parents house. My mother left about an hour ago to who knows where. Just put her coat in, grabbed her purse, and walked out. Nothing bad led to this - my dad is laying in the sun room reading his book, one sister is working on a presentation she has to give on Wednesday, other sister and her bf left this morning to see his family (after presents and a big breakfast), and mom loved all her gifts - in fact, she was taking pics nonstop and sending them to her friends. None of us are quite sure what's going on and she's not answering her cell phone so we are a bit confused. Hopefully she comes back soon?

Nothing is open today. Went to see boyfriend? Shoot up some heroin?

Seriously? I don't even know why I share anything on DCUM when these are the types of responses. Turns out she was having a hard time dealing with her mom's Alzheimer's and went to her best friend's house to take a break from reality and have some coffee and cake. And she came back with presents for us all.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:At my parents house. My mother left about an hour ago to who knows where. Just put her coat in, grabbed her purse, and walked out. Nothing bad led to this - my dad is laying in the sun room reading his book, one sister is working on a presentation she has to give on Wednesday, other sister and her bf left this morning to see his family (after presents and a big breakfast), and mom loved all her gifts - in fact, she was taking pics nonstop and sending them to her friends. None of us are quite sure what's going on and she's not answering her cell phone so we are a bit confused. Hopefully she comes back soon?

Nothing is open today. Went to see boyfriend? Shoot up some heroin?

Seriously? I don't even know why I share anything on DCUM when these are the types of responses. Turns out she was having a hard time dealing with her mom's Alzheimer's and went to her best friend's house to take a break from reality and have some coffee and cake. And she came back with presents for us all.

Good for your MIL for knowing how to take care of herself! No point in just holding it in.
Get a break and recharge.

[Anonymous]

Why would people need to be told where other people are going?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My parents have chairs that spin in the family room and living room. But my dad gets annoyed with the kids if they try to spin in them.

BIL yelled very harshly at my 6 and 8 year olds for spinning in his spinning chairs. I feel like the first time they did it he could have asked them kindly.