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Anonymous wrote:WOW, YOUR DAUGHTER SURE LIKES TO SLEEP!
GRANDDAUGHTER SUREEEEEE LIKES TO SLEEP!
I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ALL SLEEP SO LATE!
GOOD MORNING, SLEEPYHEAD!
WOW, THERE SHE IS!

This nonsense goes on from 6 a.m. forward.

Same. We are not in that person's house today, but we hear this all the time when we are.

I'm adding this to my list of things never to say.

My dad used to say "She lives!" when I'd get up at like 9am on a holiday. So grating. I will never understand people who are resentful that someone is getting rest. Unless there are chores to be done and someone has an obligation or commitment to do them early, why do you care?

Anonymous wrote:we were at friends' house yesterday and they asked what we did for Thanksgiving, if we cooked,etc. My spouse replied "we hardly cooked, as it was just the 4 of us."

I wish we had "hardly cooked" but I made--at the request of kids--two different pies, turkey breast, gravy, green beans and cornbread stuffing--and he made (because he likes them) mashed potatoes. I also cleaned the entire house and set the table nicely with my kids while he chillaxed.

Anonymous wrote:we were at friends' house yesterday and they asked what we did for Thanksgiving, if we cooked,etc. My spouse replied "we hardly cooked, as it was just the 4 of us."

I wish we had "hardly cooked" but I made--at the request of kids--two different pies, turkey breast, gravy, green beans and cornbread stuffing--and he made (because he likes them) mashed potatoes. I also cleaned the entire house and set the table nicely with my kids while he chillaxed.

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Anonymous wrote:Does anyone else just have alarmingly stupid ILs? Like so dumb that sometimes when they talk I worry that there is some kind of genetic issue and my kids will inherit it? Because I do.

My BIL just announced that he brought steak tips (...why??) but that he packed them in his luggage for some reason (he also brought a cooler, he drove, but he put the steak tips in with his clothes for some reason). He left them there for almost two days and now he's asking me what he should do with them. I'm like "throw them away?" But he wants to salvage them. We are making a typical Thanksgiving dinner. We had asked him if he wanted to make anything or if he had any requests for dinner and he said no, whatever we made was good. But now he's pestering me about these freaking steak tips while my DH and I are both in the midst of making like 6 different items. I am currently in the bathroom texting with my DH, who is in the kitchen, and we are trying to figure out how to deal with this. BIL is very sensitive and prone to blowing up if he feels slighted. Sigh.

I don't normally drink but will be pouring my first glass of wine at 1pm today.

It's 5:00 am and I can't sleep and so glad for this thread. How did you finally dispose of the steak tips?

Anonymous wrote:My dad cannot stop taking.

“Did you know that at <nameredacted> University - there is a flock of wild turkeys that chase the students across campus?”

Um, no why would we know or care? Oh, we should care because my cousin went to that university. Cousin graduated from college 20 years ago.

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Anonymous wrote:My mom always focuses on everyone’s body type and weight. She had already asked me how much three people weigh. I always say it’s rude but she doesn’t care. It is so annoying.

My MIL announced in front of my child with a borderline eating disorder that the flag waving girls in the Macy’s Parade are the ones too fat to be baton twirlers.

That is so awful. What is it with all these Boomer almond moms?

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Anonymous wrote:I was so busy preparing for tons of people at my house that I didn’t get a picture of anything. One family member has a picture of all the kids attending that they took.
(They showed it to me on their phone the day of.)

I sent a text on Friday asking them to send it to me. (My kids are included).

No response. This is a person who routinely ignores my texts.

All I want was one freakin picture of the holiday we hosted! Kicking myself for not remembering to take one.

Can you include them on a group text asking for any photos of the day? Hopefully someone else will have a photo, but if not, the group text may make your picture taker feel obligated to respond.

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Anonymous wrote:My mom always focuses on everyone’s body type and weight. She had already asked me how much three people weigh. I always say it’s rude but she doesn’t care. It is so annoying.

My MIL announced in front of my child with a borderline eating disorder that the flag waving girls in the Macy’s Parade are the ones too fat to be baton twirlers.

Anonymous wrote:12:03 again.

Here’s a sheetpan idea NOT to try:
https://www.facebook.com/share/v/17fdQbzhpX/?mibextid=wwXIfr

Anonymous wrote:Does anyone else just have alarmingly stupid ILs? Like so dumb that sometimes when they talk I worry that there is some kind of genetic issue and my kids will inherit it? Because I do.

My BIL just announced that he brought steak tips (...why??) but that he packed them in his luggage for some reason (he also brought a cooler, he drove, but he put the steak tips in with his clothes for some reason). He left them there for almost two days and now he's asking me what he should do with them. I'm like "throw them away?" But he wants to salvage them. We are making a typical Thanksgiving dinner. We had asked him if he wanted to make anything or if he had any requests for dinner and he said no, whatever we made was good. But now he's pestering me about these freaking steak tips while my DH and I are both in the midst of making like 6 different items. I am currently in the bathroom texting with my DH, who is in the kitchen, and we are trying to figure out how to deal with this. BIL is very sensitive and prone to blowing up if he feels slighted. Sigh.

I don't normally drink but will be pouring my first glass of wine at 1pm today.

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Anonymous wrote:This is such a petty vent. We were invited to a family friend's house for Thanksgiving. One of my favorite Thanksgiving foods is stuffing. These people put candied walnuts in their stuffing and I have a nut allergy. I may go buy some Stove Top tomorrow to have with my leftovers.

That's on you for not telling them about your nut allergy.

I don't expect people to change their menu because of my allergy. It's easy enough for me to avoid things with nuts. I was simply bummed I couldn't have the stuffing.

Nut allergy mom and aunt here, and also a hostess to someone who failed to tell me he was vegetarian because “he didn’t want to be a bother.”

Tell people. Offer to bring something. Tell them please make what you usually do, just let me know. And then they would be happy to accommodate you. What a dangerous game you are playing, one that is quite rude to your HOSTS.

I don't understand how it's rude to not tell them I can't eat nuts. My allergy is mild, not life threatening. I brought a side dish. My parents brought several. I had plenty to eat without eating stuffing. Again, it was just a petty vent that I didn't get any traditional stuffing.

Anonymous wrote:My mom always focuses on everyone’s body type and weight. She had already asked me how much three people weigh. I always say it’s rude but she doesn’t care. It is so annoying.

Anonymous wrote:Pecan PP, if I knew you I would take you for a non-necessities grocery run and we would get a big bag of fresh pecans and your favorite snacks and some produce that is beautiful but way too expensive to justify. I remember something similar happening to me but it was a baking dish that spontaneously cracked on a cooling rack just before I was supposed to leave for a party. And I was out a lot of money for ingredients, a favorite baking dish I couldn’t afford to replace, and had to show up empty handed to the apartment of someone who I didn’t know well.

Anonymous wrote:Pecan PP, if I knew you I would take you for a non-necessities grocery run and we would get a big bag of fresh pecans and your favorite snacks and some produce that is beautiful but way too expensive to justify. I remember something similar happening to me but it was a baking dish that spontaneously cracked on a cooling rack just before I was supposed to leave for a party. And I was out a lot of money for ingredients, a favorite baking dish I couldn’t afford to replace, and had to show up empty handed to the apartment of someone who I didn’t know well.