Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Wine?
I thought you said you are breastfeeding.
Go troll somewhere else, people that are breastfeeding are allowed a glass of vino.
Don't come crying later because your kid grows up to be an underachiever because he was been given alchohol in his milk.
Awww… I’m already on the other side. If you’re going to judge outcomes based on breastfeeding, then that “vino” got my kid into Yale! Bottoms up!
Anonymous wrote:OP is basically nasty. I predict that she will be dumped by her DH.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Wine?
I thought you said you are breastfeeding.
Go troll somewhere else, people that are breastfeeding are allowed a glass of vino.
Don't come crying later because your kid grows up to be an underachiever because he was been given alchohol in his milk.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Wine?
I thought you said you are breastfeeding.
Go troll somewhere else, people that are breastfeeding are allowed a glass of vino.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Wine?
I thought you said you are breastfeeding.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Wine?
I thought you said you are breastfeeding.
Anonymous wrote:Op here. Not sure how this thread went off the rails. I like many of the early suggestions I got. I will be doing lots of errands, playing MIL bingo, and drinking lots of wine this visit. And disengaging. My mistake I think for many years was to try too hard to be the great DIL and then being the one stuck listening to the stories over and over again and the sad laments about dead relatives and hearing about how much the past was great with her family and how sad holidays are now that her family that she grew up with is fractured and fragmented and not close like they once were. And trying to do new outings and make new memories for her by excessively planning things only to have her not appreciate them. I know now she’s rather sit and lament the past and it doesn’t matter who is listening - so I’ll just try to make sure it’s not me.
Apologies for the ethic comment. It was not articulated well, and I was typing fast but it was in poor taste and I’m sorry. For the record, what I meant is that I’m Scandinavian and very fair and she’s Italian and quite dark complected. So it bothers her a lot that my kids are fair like me. They do not have dark hair or olive skin or features like her or my partner. That’s is what I meant by that.
Anonymous wrote:For all the posters who are saying OP is uptight and awful - would you really not be upset if your MIL hung a wet child's painting on the wall and it dripped paint down your wall.
I mean this is really over the top, to let wet paint drip down walls. People here get upset over someone not cleaning up after they have cooked but for some reason this OP is being told to tune out the wet paint dripping down her walls and the glitter all over her floors and carpet.
Come on, this would be too much for most posters on here. To add if you have a newborn you are breastfeeding and now you have wet paint on your walls. Really are posters trying to make OP sound difficult for being frustrated with this.