Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:You are very rude op.
+1
People like OP are very immature and poorly raised. I feel bad for her DH who ended up married to her. Ugh! Ugly humans.
Anonymous wrote:You are very rude op.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Try asking them about things. "Giggles, what was your college experience like? Did you live on campus?" "Duff, where were you stationed in the military? Are you still friends with any of the people you met there?"
Then they'll tell you new stories.
Agree, or you tell them stories. They are trying to connect with you, and you are hiding like they are trying to sell you something.
The best advice my husband gave to me when his mom was visiting is for me to be myself. Not to get defensive, or quiet, or withdrawn. "Be yourself, that's who I fell and love with and can easily defend. When you act different, I don't know what to make of it." Since then I've relaxed, and she had the choice to accept me or not visit. Similarly, I have accepted her for who she is and just moved on with life. I even keep my routine if they are visiting more than just a weekend. Which means going to the gym, for walks, any chores, etc.
Anonymous wrote:I get it, OP. We had the in-laws over for dinner yesterday, and MIL talked about Kevin, who was the most handsome boy in her youngest child’s class, for a while, which was OK. But 45 minutes later we were still talking about Kevin, and his life choices, and his siblings’ life choices, and how one of Kevin’s next door neighbors is an investment banker while the other is a drug addict. I have no clue why she finds any of this interesting given that she hasn’t laid eyes on Kevin for 20+ years.
When they came to watch our kid’s game today, I enlisted a couple of other parents to sit on either side of me.
Anonymous wrote:Try asking them about things. "Giggles, what was your college experience like? Did you live on campus?" "Duff, where were you stationed in the military? Are you still friends with any of the people you met there?"
Then they'll tell you new stories.