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Anonymous wrote:It’s not a big one, but my MIL have exactly five conversation topics, on repeat:
1) Headaches; who has one, what caused it, what might cure it
2) Jim, do you remember Name? You know, Name, the Person who did the Thing? No? You know Name. Well anyway, Name died.
3) Weather!
4) Traffic!
5) We’re thinking about building a cabin on our land in West Virginia. We’ve been looking at plans. I think we’re going to move forward in the spring. (They’ve been saying this for at least 16 years with no action.)

I'm with ILs, not my mom, this Thanksgiving, but my mom loves #2. She is also a fan of telling me protracted stories about running into people I went to high school with (I am 45), telling me extremely banal details about their lives, and then giving me their current phone number and encouraging me to reach out to them. These are never people I was actually friends with in high school (I am already in touch with those people), it will be like some random person who graduate two years after me. She's like "you should go out for a drink with them!" I am married, I have children, I have friends. But it's very important to her that I "touch base" with "Kelly, she played first clarinet in the orchestra after you graduated? Her mom works for the realtor we used when we bought the lake house! You should see her! You should go hang out!"

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:It’s not a big one, but my MIL have exactly five conversation topics, on repeat:
1) Headaches; who has one, what caused it, what might cure it
2) Jim, do you remember Name? You know, Name, the Person who did the Thing? No? You know Name. Well anyway, Name died.
3) Weather!
4) Traffic!
5) We’re thinking about building a cabin on our land in West Virginia. We’ve been looking at plans. I think we’re going to move forward in the spring. (They’ve been saying this for at least 16 years with no action.)

I’ll be hearing some version of #2 this weekend. Not that the person died, thankfully, but some random update about their life.

You remember X? You knew them when you were a teenager. X just moved to Michigan.

Hard to know how to respond besides, “oh, hope he likes it there.”

One time, my mother literally did this. "Do you remember Older Brother's friend from 1st grade? You were in preschool then. (Um vaguely) Well, remember Friend's mother? Well her sister adopted a daughter, and now, 35 years later, Old Brother's Friend's Mother's Sister's Adopted Daughter's Biological Grandma died. Do you want the address to send a sympathy card?"

😂😂😂😂😂

Anonymous wrote:I’m with my mom, who doesn’t drive anymore and has replaced it with her hobby of tracking the nationality of her Uber drivers and then ranking nationalities in conversation but doing so with zero context:

“People from Ghana are so kind and generous! And responsible drivers!”

Also people from Venezuela are very fashionable, just fyi.

Anonymous wrote:I don’t care that I’ve already posted about this. I hate the centerpiece my MIL brought. It doesn’t fit the table, and it’s ugly as sin: orange lilies, brown and orange mums, two big orange candles. Bleh, it’s hideous.

Anonymous wrote:My husband's family = his problem! I'm in my bedroom trolling DCUM.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:If I have to hear my FIL recount his senior league softball heroics for the 300th time, I'm gonna scream.

Aw, now that sounds sweet!

Anonymous wrote:If I have to hear my FIL recount his senior league softball heroics for the 300th time, I'm gonna scream.

Anonymous wrote:My husband's family = his problem! I'm in my bedroom trolling DCUM.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:It’s not a big one, but my MIL have exactly five conversation topics, on repeat:
1) Headaches; who has one, what caused it, what might cure it
2) Jim, do you remember Name? You know, Name, the Person who did the Thing? No? You know Name. Well anyway, Name died.
3) Weather!
4) Traffic!
5) We’re thinking about building a cabin on our land in West Virginia. We’ve been looking at plans. I think we’re going to move forward in the spring. (They’ve been saying this for at least 16 years with no action.)

I’ll be hearing some version of #2 this weekend. Not that the person died, thankfully, but some random update about their life.

You remember X? You knew them when you were a teenager. X just moved to Michigan.

Hard to know how to respond besides, “oh, hope he likes it there.”

One time, my mother literally did this. "Do you remember Older Brother's friend from 1st grade? You were in preschool then. (Um vaguely) Well, remember Friend's mother? Well her sister adopted a daughter, and now, 35 years later, Old Brother's Friend's Mother's Sister's Adopted Daughter's Biological Grandma died. Do you want the address to send a sympathy card?"