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Anonymous wrote:Complain to DCUM bitterly, bitterly, how your MIL wants to sit at the table and chat with you over coffee.

It only took you until the VERY FIRST COMMENT. God, you’re nothing if not predictable. Terminally dull, but predictable.

Did you post that from your car after you stormed out of the beach house because your inlaws tried to engage you in pleasant conversation?

I hope you stretched before you reached that hard.

Don’t go to beach houses. Only FIL is alive and we get along great. You fail. Your endless whining about how meeeeeaaan DCUM is to MILs is laughably transparent and utterly dull.

You sound like a desperately unhappy woman.

I’m happy as a clam. Your desperate need to create whole cloth fanfiction about me sure as hell says a lot about you, though.

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Anonymous wrote:Complain to DCUM bitterly, bitterly, how your MIL wants to sit at the table and chat with you over coffee.

It only took you until the VERY FIRST COMMENT. God, you’re nothing if not predictable. Terminally dull, but predictable.

Did you post that from your car after you stormed out of the beach house because your inlaws tried to engage you in pleasant conversation?

I hope you stretched before you reached that hard.

Don’t go to beach houses. Only FIL is alive and we get along great. You fail. Your endless whining about how meeeeeaaan DCUM is to MILs is laughably transparent and utterly dull.

You sound like a desperately unhappy woman.

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Anonymous wrote:Omg. Minimizing nightshades. That takes the cake.

I love it too. The name of my new garage band.

ILY!

Anonymous wrote:Speaking of leftovers, of course we need to save the extra quart of Bush’s baked beans that didn’t get eaten, right? They’ll still be good after spending 9 hrs in a Ziplock in a cooler, and totally worth the effort to save $3 worth of food.

Also, since I made eggs for everyone whether they wanted them or not (plus fried up all of the soon to be expired breakfast meat I brought from home), it’s only fair that someone else will do the egg dishes.

Please, no more ideas for the tiny "save the crap food" contingent.

Anonymous wrote:I wish I could talk about what just happened on our vacation but specifics are so insane that they would put me to my in-laws. Suffice it to say-there were loud accusations of lies regarding who ate what, a reprisal of a beach house argument from 10 years ago over dinner, switched flights and early departures, and, finally-a wish (prayer?) that one member of the party learn to keep their mouth shut included during grace.

"Dear Lord we are so blessed to have our Ricky and Martin here with their beautiful children. Thank you for the lovely beach house and this food even though 10 years ago we were graciously making a delicious meal of leftover potato salad that had only been out for 8 hours and a steak to split-- ample food my lord-- but then Ricky's wife, what's her name, ordered pizza, and insulted thy gracious and generous food provision with pepperoni and extra cheese.

"We do thank you for the food this week but we know that Martin's wife - what's her name - has taken all of our sanka and melba toast and keeps it in her room to snack on but then lies about having our sanka and melba toast, oh lord. We implore you to give her guidance, in your graciousness for her (what's her name!?) to please keepeth her mouth shut for the rest of the trip. Oh lord. In thy name. AMEN. "

Speaking of leftovers, of course we need to save the extra quart of Bush’s baked beans that didn’t get eaten, right? They’ll still be good after spending 9 hrs in a Ziplock in a cooler, and totally worth the effort to save $3 worth of food.

Also, since I made eggs for everyone whether they wanted them or not (plus fried up all of the soon to be expired breakfast meat I brought from home), it’s only fair that someone else will do the egg dishes.

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Anonymous wrote:Omg. Minimizing nightshades. That takes the cake.

I love it too. The name of my new garage band.

I will come see you play for sure!

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Anonymous wrote:Okay, folks-I’m going to be on the frontlines tomorrow. An increasingly “gracious” series of emails re: dinners has been exchanged AND two of the teens (our family and another) are newly vegetarian, one adult newly gluten free and another “minimizing nightshades.” Wish me luck!

Pp here with a report. dinner last night was like the fyre festival. (in terms of logistics failure, not menu. By 9 pm I would have welcomed a fyre festival style cheese sandwich, actually.)

Ooh so the accommodations or food not what was advertised?

Just an absurd plan that was very clearly not going to work and did, as foreseen, devolve into chaos. Details different but it would be as if the person in charge of the day’s dinner was planning (nay, insisting!) on having crabs for dinner and saying all is in hand. Then at like 7 pm starting to call around to see where a bushel of raw crabs can be obtained and requesting others follow through with that because he’s going to individually roast and grind spices for his take on old bay. And then is going to cook each crab individually in a tiny saucepan. It was insanity.

Nuh UH.

Anonymous wrote:Omg. Minimizing nightshades. That takes the cake.

I love it too. The name of my new garage band.

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Anonymous wrote:Complain to DCUM bitterly, bitterly, how your MIL wants to sit at the table and chat with you over coffee.

It only took you until the VERY FIRST COMMENT. God, you’re nothing if not predictable. Terminally dull, but predictable.

Did you post that from your car after you stormed out of the beach house because your inlaws tried to engage you in pleasant conversation?

I hope you stretched before you reached that hard.

Don’t go to beach houses. Only FIL is alive and we get along great. You fail. Your endless whining about how meeeeeaaan DCUM is to MILs is laughably transparent and utterly dull.