Petty Holiday Vent thread 2022

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Anonymous wrote:To accomodate early afternoon football game we went to a movie at 11a this morning. There is nothing in the house to eat for lunch and mom expects my teens (and husband) to wait until 4:30p to eat (she and my dad only eat two meals a day). No lunch. We stopped for take out on the way home from the movie. Now I'm getting the side eye from mom because I won't follow her plan. I told her she can serve dinner at 4:30p, but, now she is worried we won't eat enough and she'll have too much food left over. I can not deal with her old lady rigidity regarding food and meal times. Vent done.

This is what I come here to read. Legit.

I fought this battle with DW and the inlaws. Our infant, then toddler, then 3-6 year old normally ate three meals and snacks. When the inlaws are here, they want to eat at 5:30am for their breakfast, then starve themselves until happy hour, then dinner at 7. DW gives into this and I'm the one insisting on stopping for lunch (which then makes food issue FIL look at me like I'm a gluttonous fatso who must eat lunch). So fricking over this.

Ahhh my ILs are like this too. No lunch, then often a cheese board and crap tons of wine for dinner. For breakfast they each eat a bowl of Fiber One and half a banana. Sometimes at dinner they will make spaghetti noodles with jarred sauce poured over in a nod to the caloric needs of our children. If anyone goes in the kitchen after dinner, they are on red alert. At meals, MIL watches each serving we take and each bite. She pushes her food around before taking a bite about every 5 minutes during a meal. She brags about skipping meals, especially dinner. She is 5'2" and weighs 95 pounds. Other people's weight, especially extended family members, is a frequent topic. There is a greatest hits of weight related brags: left hospital when having DH same weight as when she got pregnant, shops in the kids section, can't find clothes small enough, why are all the clothes at Target so big. "That is just a big big woman" stated often about strangers, neighbors and family members. OK readers, hope these true stories are hitting the spot!

are you my wife and just saying inlaws for cover?!?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:ILs have been here since Thursday. They are “sit and stare and chat or it’s rude” people.

I’m in the middle of cleaning up and getting some laundry going. MIL tells me, “You’ve been going too fast today, Jessica; sit down and chat.” And I just flat out said “no” and went down to the laundry room.

Not my best moment, but don’t order me around in my own house. Are you really that blind to how much work I’ve had to put into cooking, cleaning, decorating, wrapping and generally making all of this a holiday and all you had to do is roll up and eat and sip coffee?

my fil got my Dw cornered yesterday and gave endless stories from his first years on business. She was in pain and he was in heaven. This afternoon we are watching a classic christmas movie and he is beside himself since nonone is paying attention to his stories. he keeps interjecting (starting ten minutes in) “is this the end?”. endless mountains of joy, this one

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:Petty vent. For 20 plus years SIL tries to one up us and any interest we or the kids have suddenly become her interests so she can compete. Last night we announced an important change we are making that requires a financial investment that we’ve been talking about for 20 years. It’s very specific. SIL’s response - OH. DH and I are going to do that too, just bigger and better. Then she spent the rest of the conversation talking about herself. All from a woman who has never worked a day in 20 years. Whatever.

I’m still trying to imagine making a big announcement to my family about a financial investment at Christmas.

His name is Clark Griswold

I'm DYING

[Anonymous]

So petty and I know y’all are racist so you’ll be super rude to me: I am Indian-American (born and raised in MD by Indian immigrants) married to a man from from Iowa. My MIL has made “Indian food” twice in the past week. It’s awful. She won’t let me help, she gets insulted when I make suggestions on how to make a recipe more authentic “no, we don’t use curry powder, that’s a western spice, do you have some cumin?”

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:To accomodate early afternoon football game we went to a movie at 11a this morning. There is nothing in the house to eat for lunch and mom expects my teens (and husband) to wait until 4:30p to eat (she and my dad only eat two meals a day). No lunch. We stopped for take out on the way home from the movie. Now I'm getting the side eye from mom because I won't follow her plan. I told her she can serve dinner at 4:30p, but, now she is worried we won't eat enough and she'll have too much food left over. I can not deal with her old lady rigidity regarding food and meal times. Vent done.

This is what I come here to read. Legit.

I fought this battle with DW and the inlaws. Our infant, then toddler, then 3-6 year old normally ate three meals and snacks. When the inlaws are here, they want to eat at 5:30am for their breakfast, then starve themselves until happy hour, then dinner at 7. DW gives into this and I'm the one insisting on stopping for lunch (which then makes food issue FIL look at me like I'm a gluttonous fatso who must eat lunch). So fricking over this.

Ahhh my ILs are like this too. No lunch, then often a cheese board and crap tons of wine for dinner. For breakfast they each eat a bowl of Fiber One and half a banana. Sometimes at dinner they will make spaghetti noodles with jarred sauce poured over in a nod to the caloric needs of our children. If anyone goes in the kitchen after dinner, they are on red alert. At meals, MIL watches each serving we take and each bite. She pushes her food around before taking a bite about every 5 minutes during a meal. She brags about skipping meals, especially dinner. She is 5'2" and weighs 95 pounds. Other people's weight, especially extended family members, is a frequent topic. There is a greatest hits of weight related brags: left hospital when having DH same weight as when she got pregnant, shops in the kids section, can't find clothes small enough, why are all the clothes at Target so big. "That is just a big big woman" stated often about strangers, neighbors and family members. OK readers, hope these true stories are hitting the spot!

Thank you. This one was especially rich and creamy. It feels like such a familiar compilation of comments and disordered eating habits of many women of a certain age. My Grandmother was concerned about her cholesterol intake in hospice with lung cancer.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:To accomodate early afternoon football game we went to a movie at 11a this morning. There is nothing in the house to eat for lunch and mom expects my teens (and husband) to wait until 4:30p to eat (she and my dad only eat two meals a day). No lunch. We stopped for take out on the way home from the movie. Now I'm getting the side eye from mom because I won't follow her plan. I told her she can serve dinner at 4:30p, but, now she is worried we won't eat enough and she'll have too much food left over. I can not deal with her old lady rigidity regarding food and meal times. Vent done.

This is what I come here to read. Legit.

I fought this battle with DW and the inlaws. Our infant, then toddler, then 3-6 year old normally ate three meals and snacks. When the inlaws are here, they want to eat at 5:30am for their breakfast, then starve themselves until happy hour, then dinner at 7. DW gives into this and I'm the one insisting on stopping for lunch (which then makes food issue FIL look at me like I'm a gluttonous fatso who must eat lunch). So fricking over this.

Ahhh my ILs are like this too. No lunch, then often a cheese board and crap tons of wine for dinner. For breakfast they each eat a bowl of Fiber One and half a banana. Sometimes at dinner they will make spaghetti noodles with jarred sauce poured over in a nod to the caloric needs of our children. If anyone goes in the kitchen after dinner, they are on red alert. At meals, MIL watches each serving we take and each bite. She pushes her food around before taking a bite about every 5 minutes during a meal. She brags about skipping meals, especially dinner. She is 5'2" and weighs 95 pounds. Other people's weight, especially extended family members, is a frequent topic. There is a greatest hits of weight related brags: left hospital when having DH same weight as when she got pregnant, shops in the kids section, can't find clothes small enough, why are all the clothes at Target so big. "That is just a big big woman" stated often about strangers, neighbors and family members. OK readers, hope these true stories are hitting the spot!

I think we have the same mother except mine always comments on how delicious the food is and how full she is

[Anonymous]

Every year my mom buys an expensive prime rib for Christmas and puts it in the oven on Christmas morning. Then, my mom, SILs and I work on the side dishes. My brother comes over, quizzes my mom on the roast to make sure she is “cooking it right.” When it comes out of the oven, he cuts it and then spends the next hour talking about how great “his prime rib” turned out.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:So petty and I know y’all are racist so you’ll be super rude to me: I am Indian-American (born and raised in MD by Indian immigrants) married to a man from from Iowa. My MIL has made “Indian food” twice in the past week. It’s awful. She won’t let me help, she gets insulted when I make suggestions on how to make a recipe more authentic “no, we don’t use curry powder, that’s a western spice, do you have some cumin?”

I can see how that would be really annoying. It’s like she wants points for trying, but refuses to learn from you!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:So petty and I know y’all are racist so you’ll be super rude to me: I am Indian-American (born and raised in MD by Indian immigrants) married to a man from from Iowa. My MIL has made “Indian food” twice in the past week. It’s awful. She won’t let me help, she gets insulted when I make suggestions on how to make a recipe more authentic “no, we don’t use curry powder, that’s a western spice, do you have some cumin?”

Her gift for next year: a masala dabba.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Petty vent. For 20 plus years SIL tries to one up us and any interest we or the kids have suddenly become her interests so she can compete. Last night we announced an important change we are making that requires a financial investment that we’ve been talking about for 20 years. It’s very specific. SIL’s response - OH. DH and I are going to do that too, just bigger and better. Then she spent the rest of the conversation talking about herself. All from a woman who has never worked a day in 20 years. Whatever.

I’m still trying to imagine making a big announcement to my family about a financial investment at Christmas.

His name is Clark Griswold

I'm DYING

+1

[Anonymous]

I dropped my kids off at their Dad’s this afternoon, and was really looking forward to an evening of relaxing on the couch in pajamas and watching some crap on Netflix, but my internet has chosen tonight to be flaky. Xfinity claims there is no issue at my address, but the neighborhoods on either side of me are listed as having outages and none of my neighbors networks are showing up so I’m guessing they are also out.

My backup free xfinity hotspot service isn’t reliably letting me stream anything (probably because all my neighbors are also
using it) and I finished all my library books so I can’t even switch to reading.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:To accomodate early afternoon football game we went to a movie at 11a this morning. There is nothing in the house to eat for lunch and mom expects my teens (and husband) to wait until 4:30p to eat (she and my dad only eat two meals a day). No lunch. We stopped for take out on the way home from the movie. Now I'm getting the side eye from mom because I won't follow her plan. I told her she can serve dinner at 4:30p, but, now she is worried we won't eat enough and she'll have too much food left over. I can not deal with her old lady rigidity regarding food and meal times. Vent done.

This is what I come here to read. Legit.

I fought this battle with DW and the inlaws. Our infant, then toddler, then 3-6 year old normally ate three meals and snacks. When the inlaws are here, they want to eat at 5:30am for their breakfast, then starve themselves until happy hour, then dinner at 7. DW gives into this and I'm the one insisting on stopping for lunch (which then makes food issue FIL look at me like I'm a gluttonous fatso who must eat lunch). So fricking over this.

Ahhh my ILs are like this too. No lunch, then often a cheese board and crap tons of wine for dinner. For breakfast they each eat a bowl of Fiber One and half a banana. Sometimes at dinner they will make spaghetti noodles with jarred sauce poured over in a nod to the caloric needs of our children. If anyone goes in the kitchen after dinner, they are on red alert. At meals, MIL watches each serving we take and each bite. She pushes her food around before taking a bite about every 5 minutes during a meal. She brags about skipping meals, especially dinner. She is 5'2" and weighs 95 pounds. Other people's weight, especially extended family members, is a frequent topic. There is a greatest hits of weight related brags: left hospital when having DH same weight as when she got pregnant, shops in the kids section, can't find clothes small enough, why are all the clothes at Target so big. "That is just a big big woman" stated often about strangers, neighbors and family members. OK readers, hope these true stories are hitting the spot!

They need the Fiber One cereal for breakfast because the only other things they eat are a banana and cheese!

My husband has the opposite complaint about my mother. She’s constantly trying to feed us. She’s always certain my husband is about to collapse from starvation. He’s not very interested in food and she’s afraid that he’s just too shy to help himself to anything. It would be impossible for anyone to go hungry here.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I dropped my kids off at their Dad’s this afternoon, and was really looking forward to an evening of relaxing on the couch in pajamas and watching some crap on Netflix, but my internet has chosen tonight to be flaky. Xfinity claims there is no issue at my address, but the neighborhoods on either side of me are listed as having outages and none of my neighbors networks are showing up so I’m guessing they are also out.

My backup free xfinity hotspot service isn’t reliably letting me stream anything (probably because all my neighbors are also
using it) and I finished all my library books so I can’t even switch to reading.

That sucks. I’m really sorry. I hope you get the Wi-Fi back soon.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I love my nephews, but why can’t some children walk without pounding there feet?

Also SIL doing “shhhh” with pounding feet at 5:30 AM was just as bad.

Oh, I wear ear plugs. It was that loud.

I’m sorry. These are my children!!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Petty vent. For 20 plus years SIL tries to one up us and any interest we or the kids have suddenly become her interests so she can compete. Last night we announced an important change we are making that requires a financial investment that we’ve been talking about for 20 years. It’s very specific. SIL’s response - OH. DH and I are going to do that too, just bigger and better. Then she spent the rest of the conversation talking about herself. All from a woman who has never worked a day in 20 years. Whatever.

I’m still trying to imagine making a big announcement to my family about a financial investment at Christmas.

It wasn’t a big announcement. Poor wording on my part. It came up at dinner and for those that know us and care they knew it was a big deal to us. We never talk about ourselves since SIL does all the talking and needs to be the center but it came up.