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Anonymous wrote:Bil and spouse are really very nice and generous. Bil has told us several times over the past 2years that we should invite our friends out to their beach house. We did. They said "that weekend is perfect. We'll be in Italy. Here's the security code etc"" . So we invite a couple families and single friends, designate bedrooms, plan meals. We arrive Friday evening, and on Saturday morning, bil and sil arrive with three of their adult children and a grandchild. We had to redistribute the sleeping arrangements, so that our group got the crappy end of the deal. They said they'd cancelled their trip weeks earlier. But during those weeks, sil had been in contact with me regarding the house so it's not that they forgot we'd be there. Of course, what can we say? We get along with them, the entire group did have fun in the end, but it was just awkward because dh didn't want to come out and say to his brother "hey, we invited our friends here, per your encouragement, promising them a nice beach weekend, and now they have to sleep on the couch and floor. What gives? "

omg. I definitely would have left if I got put on the floor or a couch.

Nobody left the first rearranged night, but a couple left the next night. It was weird.

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Anonymous wrote:My FIL sports a speedo on lake/beach/pool vacations. It’s....tight. And he won’t change for meals because he’s “just going right back in.”

This made my day. Thank you for sharing!

Glad I could help. We have a lake trip coming up with them next weekend and I’m already steeling myself for the display and wondering if this will be the year my oldest says something to him as she has asked previously why grandpa wears his underpants to swim.

Anonymous wrote:Bil and spouse are really very nice and generous. Bil has told us several times over the past 2years that we should invite our friends out to their beach house. We did. They said "that weekend is perfect. We'll be in Italy. Here's the security code etc"" . So we invite a couple families and single friends, designate bedrooms, plan meals. We arrive Friday evening, and on Saturday morning, bil and sil arrive with three of their adult children and a grandchild. We had to redistribute the sleeping arrangements, so that our group got the crappy end of the deal. They said they'd cancelled their trip weeks earlier. But during those weeks, sil had been in contact with me regarding the house so it's not that they forgot we'd be there. Of course, what can we say? We get along with them, the entire group did have fun in the end, but it was just awkward because dh didn't want to come out and say to his brother "hey, we invited our friends here, per your encouragement, promising them a nice beach weekend, and now they have to sleep on the couch and floor. What gives? "

omg. I definitely would have left if I got put on the floor or a couch.

My FIL is beyond crazy about food. He grew up as one of a group of brothers so I think he basically has the mentality that there is never enough food and he needs to eat what is available immediately. Like if we are at a party and there is a small table of appetizers with napkins, small plates etc available to take a serving he will literally pull up a chair and start eating off the platters.

The worst morning of the year is always the Friday after Thanksgiving. We have my in-laws at our house and my mother-in-law is amazing. Everyone helps clean the kitchen, she always puts the leftovers in containers that are perfectly organized, etc. My father-in-law then treats those containers like his personal buffet. Last year I came down at seven in the morning and he was sitting on the couch eating onion-y stuffing with a fork out of a Tupperware container meant for serving later on.. He will also sit alone at the table with condiments and bread distributed around him and make a turkey sandwich while everyone else is sitting there 5 feet away. It’s beyond gross and weird.

Bil and spouse are really very nice and generous. Bil has told us several times over the past 2years that we should invite our friends out to their beach house. We did. They said "that weekend is perfect. We'll be in Italy. Here's the security code etc"" . So we invite a couple families and single friends, designate bedrooms, plan meals. We arrive Friday evening, and on Saturday morning, bil and sil arrive with three of their adult children and a grandchild. We had to redistribute the sleeping arrangements, so that our group got the crappy end of the deal. They said they'd cancelled their trip weeks earlier. But during those weeks, sil had been in contact with me regarding the house so it's not that they forgot we'd be there. Of course, what can we say? We get along with them, the entire group did have fun in the end, but it was just awkward because dh didn't want to come out and say to his brother "hey, we invited our friends here, per your encouragement, promising them a nice beach weekend, and now they have to sleep on the couch and floor. What gives? "

Anonymous wrote:Just finished a wildly uncomfortable beach house "vacation" with ILs, including some nice playing favorites with room allocations. I need catharsis - tell me your worst stories, or just confess your pettiness and misanthropy!

Since the worst of it, things have gotten better with my in-laws. They were never openly bad but I was hostile for a couple (maybe a few) years in there and now am more annoyed often but largely just try to acknowledge/appreciate the good (and there is some).

But, when we first found out we were pregnant and it looked to be sticking (after several miscarriages), we told my inlaws but explained, it was early and it was private/personal news just for the family. We visited them when I was just barely 15 weeks and on our way home from the airport we stopped to get gas. The attendant squealed "OH MY GOD, YOU ARE HAVING THE GRAND BABY" When we left, I was like "who is that? are you very close with her?" Yes, my MIL had gotten gas there before but she didn't even know the lady's name. Of course, the house was filled with baby stuff her "gals" had taken her out to buy in a celebratory shopping trip. (Stuff that never really got used because we didn't go there that much with our newborn baby.)

I think it may not have been such a bitter pill to swallow if the pregnancy had been easy and free of scares but it wasn't. There were some serious problems so that upped my wanting her to never speak to me again for a few months.

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Anonymous wrote:My FIL sports a speedo on lake/beach/pool vacations. It’s....tight. And he won’t change for meals because he’s “just going right back in.”

Is he the type you'd want to see in a speedo?

Ha! They never are.

My aunt and uncle own a duplex and live in one of the two bedroom units. They converted their second bedroom to an airBNB. It is clean but they are really odd about it. My aunt has all these teddy bears around the room and a little dedicated side patio for it with tons of ceramic chickens and kittens. When guests come, she inquiries if they are celebrating anything and if they are then she fills their room with balloons, bears holding hearts, chickens singing happy birthdays. I can only imagine what the guests think but it is in a popular location and she prices lower. Their own living space now is like walking into a stuffed closet. My aunt runs around to garage sales collected free crap all the time. Their now 1 bedroom unit is packed to the point its hard to sit down.

We had dinner with them about a week before our anniversary. She kept insisting that we stay in her airBNB for our anniversary and have the kids stay with her. She was all giggling and excited that she would make up tons of balloons and lovey bears for us. We declined because frankly this is the weirdest thing I could imagine doing on my anniversary. She drove DH nuts the rest of the week insisting that he needs to show more romance and bring me to their romantic airBNB.

Anonymous wrote:My ILs are nice and we get along, but they are hoverers/pouncers. They are literally on top of us all the time during visits, to the point where I've accidentally stepped on my MIL's foot when I was emptying the dishwasher and she was right.there.

The last time we went to the beach with them, I was low-key complaining about it to my husband, who was like, "Eh, they're not THAT ba--AUGH!"

He stopped becasue we were driving at night, approaching the beach house, making the turn into the driveway, and his parents were standing there in pitch-black, their eyes and glasses reflecting in the light. It was like a freaking horror movie. We started dying laughing and my husband was like, "Yeah...they're weird."

Anonymous wrote:My FIL sports a speedo on lake/beach/pool vacations. It’s....tight. And he won’t change for meals because he’s “just going right back in.”

This made my day. Thank you for sharing!

Anonymous wrote:My ILs are nice and we get along, but they are hoverers/pouncers. They are literally on top of us all the time during visits, to the point where I've accidentally stepped on my MIL's foot when I was emptying the dishwasher and she was right.there.

The last time we went to the beach with them, I was low-key complaining about it to my husband, who was like, "Eh, they're not THAT ba--AUGH!"

He stopped becasue we were driving at night, approaching the beach house, making the turn into the driveway, and his parents were standing there in pitch-black, their eyes and glasses reflecting in the light. It was like a freaking horror movie. We started dying laughing and my husband was like, "Yeah...they're weird."

This is completely out of a script, I love this.

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Anonymous wrote:My FIL sports a speedo on lake/beach/pool vacations. It’s....tight. And he won’t change for meals because he’s “just going right back in.”

Is he the type you'd want to see in a speedo?

Lol.

Anonymous wrote:My FIL sports a speedo on lake/beach/pool vacations. It’s....tight. And he won’t change for meals because he’s “just going right back in.”

Is he the type you'd want to see in a speedo?

Ugh, autocorrect. Should be "maybe spouse DOES have your back...."

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Anonymous wrote:My FIL came for what was supposed to be one nigby, stayed for more than a month, and left us bedbugs. Oh, and bought my 6 year old racist memorabilia for his birthday. Good times!

Can't leave us hanging. What did he bring your kid?

Kid loves history. Saved up his allowance to buy a Union soldier uniform at a National Park gift shop. Solely to antagonize me (because he enjoys pushing my buttons), FIL bought a bunch of Confederate things: the opposing uniform, decorations, belt buckle, drum with Confederate flags all over it. FIL expected a battle, but kid solved it by saying, disappointed, “Oh, Grandpa, thank you for the gifts, but these are for the side that wanted slavery, so they’re not fun to pretend with.”

The bedbugs were harder. It’s just the purposeful trying to get my goat like that that is tiresome. I’m expecting him to buy kid a Trump shirt or MAGA hat next. (He’s not really a Trump supporter; just has no life or friends and annoying people is his sad entertainment. He’s previously brandished the n-word just to get me to follow through on my statement that I would of tell him to leave if he says that in my home.

Your son is awesome and handled the gifts so well.

How did your spouse react when dad used the n-word? Why are you and not your spouse the one telling him to leave the house--? Maybe spouse dies have your back here. I'm going to figure yes, since you two have a great kid together....