Anonymous wrote:Dear in laws. I don't care about your genealogy. I don't want your dead fathers carving knives as a holiday present. My DH doesn't know what to do with the inkwell that belonged to your grandfather. Stop giving us stuff you don't feel like storing in the basement anymore.
Anonymous wrote:My MIL (whom I really like) came down with a cold and spent two of the 4 days we were here in bed. FIL watched tv really, really loudly.
We usually come here (west coast) both winter and spring break. The good news is that even DH recognized that this was not a good trip and helped me make alternative plans -- just our nuclear family-- for spring break. I invited my in laws and SIL to our house for Passover, but they declined because "it's too far away." Umm, the same distance that we have come every year for the past 9 years!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:What is it with old people and Facebook? I woke up to about 30 pics of my kid on my FILs Facebook account. This after we've mentioned several times that we only share on Facebook on a very limited basis and with a select few people (we have a secret group of family and friends we are close to in real life and share pictures maybe once a month max).
Every time I post a pic there, he shares it with his friends (I have it set to no one else can see it but he hasn't figured that out yet). He must be on FB constantly because he "likes" everything within 2 minutes of anything I post.
My ILs also print and frame those pics from Facebook. Why not just ask me for the files or even for prints?
LOL! Mine, too. They even print the pics with my family/random friends of ours they don't know. So my ILs have all these printed/framed photos of, like, my sister and her husband holding my daughter. Um, OK...
Seriously, it is insane the number of photos of my family in their home. Bordering on weird. Who needs 5-6 photos of the grand kid in every. Single. Room. .?
Funny isn't it? We talk about millennialist being selfish but hell some of our parents are much more so.
I honestly think some members of this generation of grandparents are really just showing off how devoted/obsessed they are with their grandkids. It's the me-me-me Boomer generation making it all about them and how GRANDPARENT-Y they are. My grandparents certainly had photos of us and were proud of us, but had their own lives and didn't crawl around on the floor after every kid, constantly demanding kisses and attention, CONSTANTLY showering gifts. They were chill.
I'm LOL-ing about the grandparents printing out and framing pics of their grandkids with the other side of the family/friends they don't know! Get a GRIP.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:What is it with old people and Facebook? I woke up to about 30 pics of my kid on my FILs Facebook account. This after we've mentioned several times that we only share on Facebook on a very limited basis and with a select few people (we have a secret group of family and friends we are close to in real life and share pictures maybe once a month max).
Every time I post a pic there, he shares it with his friends (I have it set to no one else can see it but he hasn't figured that out yet). He must be on FB constantly because he "likes" everything within 2 minutes of anything I post.
My ILs also print and frame those pics from Facebook. Why not just ask me for the files or even for prints?
LOL! Mine, too. They even print the pics with my family/random friends of ours they don't know. So my ILs have all these printed/framed photos of, like, my sister and her husband holding my daughter. Um, OK...
Seriously, it is insane the number of photos of my family in their home. Bordering on weird. Who needs 5-6 photos of the grand kid in every. Single. Room. .?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:What is it with old people and Facebook? I woke up to about 30 pics of my kid on my FILs Facebook account. This after we've mentioned several times that we only share on Facebook on a very limited basis and with a select few people (we have a secret group of family and friends we are close to in real life and share pictures maybe once a month max).
Every time I post a pic there, he shares it with his friends (I have it set to no one else can see it but he hasn't figured that out yet). He must be on FB constantly because he "likes" everything within 2 minutes of anything I post.
My ILs also print and frame those pics from Facebook. Why not just ask me for the files or even for prints?
LOL! Mine, too. They even print the pics with my family/random friends of ours they don't know. So my ILs have all these printed/framed photos of, like, my sister and her husband holding my daughter. Um, OK...
Anonymous wrote:What is it with old people and Facebook? I woke up to about 30 pics of my kid on my FILs Facebook account. This after we've mentioned several times that we only share on Facebook on a very limited basis and with a select few people (we have a secret group of family and friends we are close to in real life and share pictures maybe once a month max).
Every time I post a pic there, he shares it with his friends (I have it set to no one else can see it but he hasn't figured that out yet). He must be on FB constantly because he "likes" everything within 2 minutes of anything I post.
My ILs also print and frame those pics from Facebook. Why not just ask me for the files or even for prints?
Anonymous wrote:How is it that my FIL can sit on his ass and watch almost everyone else do all the work. He doesn't so much as carry a glass to the sink. And he sits for hours in the middle of the kitchen at my island watching all the work. WTF? He is physically able. Though why should I expect anything else -- it's been like this the whole time I've known him.
Anonymous wrote:Chirp, chirp, chirp...the "need" to talk is CONSTANT. EVERY bit of peace and quiet must be filled with CHATTER.
"Well, I've already told you this, but..."
"I know you've heard this story, but..."
I haven't heard an original opinion, story or anecdote from these people in seven years. It's THE SAME CONVERSATION. I'm living in the movie "Groundhog Day."