I like her! My MIL likes to starve us and never has any food. If we go out and buy food she gets upset. |
*part. I see someone upthread said they used this in Pennsylvania. I’m from Western New York. We also say “the Smiths.” It seems like people are unnecessarily bothered by perfectly normal regionalisms. |
| My MIL doesn't throw any food out. She has a crisper drawer full of condiments from Chinese restaurants. Not the individual packages of soy sauce or duck sauce--these condiments come in little condiment cups. She only goes to this restaurant a few times a year so she has some that are literally years old. Same with any kinds of other condiments in her fridge. I have to check the expiration date on everything DS or I eat there. She thinks nothing ever truly goes bad and thinks it's wasting money to throw anything out even if it's expired. |
+1 The failure to understand that certain foods that are old, can make you ill. |
Pp here. My MIL is from PA. I’m willing to reconsider my position. See, we’re getting stuff done in this thread!
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Tell us! PPs MIL sounds kick-@ss! |
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Make half a pot of coffee, even when we're staying in their house.
"We only have a cup each, so a whole pot would be a waste." Yeah, but there are four of us now, and DH and I each drink at least two cups. "You're making a WHOLE POT??!" |
| My MIL always shows up with a cooler full of food that we have to somehow jam into our tiny fridge. Every single time. Meanwhile we go to their house with two small children, and have to make sure to bring our own cooler to use there because there is not an inch of space available in her fridge for anything, even baby food or breast milk. Also their house is so dirty. Sticky countertops, dust on everything, dog hair, spider webs in corners. Ugh. |
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My inlaws are sweet and they miss seeing us. They live in the middle of nowhere and have inexplicably cleared out their guest room. No furniture. No linens. Nada. So we have to bring all manner of mattresses/bedding/towels when we visit.
They also keep ZERO food in the house; they go out for almost every meal. The first time I realized this, we’d stayed overnight with our 2 year old, and when we woke up they’d gone to the local gas station for coffees (only for them) and said we’d be having breakfast at a diner. We didn’t eat until almost noon and I literally had NO food for our toddler. It was awful. Now we drive there and back, 7+hours round trip, in one day so we don’t have to deal with bringing provisions. Super fun. |
| Refuse to use coasters on the furniture or place cups right on the countertops, which need no coasters. For some reason, both our moms always have a paper napkin under their mug. But these women never want to use a whole paper towel, they tear tiny bits of the roll, and reuse ziplocks and cling wrap. Baffling. |
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My MIL drives a Porsche.
But walking through a department store, she will pick up something like a purse or a pair of sunglasses, look at the price tag (usually something under $200) and remark that "well...that's absurd! Who can afford to pay THAT?" and put them back down. The irony seems lost on her. |
| My mil is never thoughtful of her grandkids. Not even a dollar store birthday card for my 5 yr old daughter. Fortunately we don’t need her to and I make sure they have abundance. On the other hand she will make requests from us to spend money on relatives living with her such as expensive gifts like beats headphones. We never miss her birthday, Christmas, Mother’s day cash gifts. She also expects us to pay for every little or big item when we are around her including bottle water. My own mother likes to bring too many house guest when she visits including other grandchildren, relatives and friends. She also leaves food crumbs and other stuff on the table. |
| My MIL monopolizes conversations and will go into great detail about her travel: how long she had to wait for her luggage, the conversation she had with the flight attendant to get an earlier flight, etc. She also confuses China and Japan and refers to them interchangeably. |
| My MIL pronounces it, “EYE-talian”. |
| They talk with food in their mouth, occasionally spitting bits of it on the table or to someone else’s food |