My cousin has posted at least two abortions.

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Anonymous wrote:We told everyone we were having a quiet Thanksgiving with just us at home this year. There have been some extended family issues and we want some time alone with the kids stress free. MIL called and said she needs to come now since she made a doctors appointment in our town that Friday. She lives 10 hours away and has never had a doctors appointment here before. DH and I are arguing over this. He thinks I am selfish. I think MIL is manipulating and has no boundaries.

Call me an ass but I'd call to confirm that appt see if it's true (a lot of offices have no hrs or a shorter day, the days around holidays) and if it is I'd then set up a whole days appts with other Drs to annoy and waste her time, while also seeming caring and lovingly pushy to her and your dh.

Does dh really believe she has an appt, especially if she hasn't done it there before? If so, ruh-ro for you! She's got him fooled.

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Exactly!! It's the next day and we are still fighting about this. Part of him knows she is manipulating and he is caught in the middle. We have been married for 20 years so this is nothing new. The latest update, he told her he would book hotel rooms for her and him right near the appointment since traffic is a nightmare the entire holiday weekend and he wants to go to this doctor with her. We still don't have a name of a doctor. I am trying to give him some space but I am boiling mad and sick of her games.

Anonymous wrote:I am 52yo and across the brunch table as DH's entire extended family celebrated FIL's 85th birthday, SIL asked me if I still get my period.

Argh!!!!!!!!!! I would have pretended I didn't hear her.

Anonymous wrote:DS 1st birthday party with just family. Brought out DS baby book that included journal type entry for grandparents to write something to DS.

I regret handing MIL a pen. She wrote a weird, rambling note about how since we now had a DS and DD, our family was complete, we now had the perfect family that she never had and how she always wanted a boy and a girl.

Imagine her shock when we announced two years later that we were having another baby.

My mother said that to me too when I had my second baby. She firmly announced at the Christianing to anyone who would listen that we were done with kids. I finally pulled her aside and told her to stop because we had not made any decisions on the subject. She then goes on a verbal tirade about how her third child was a huge mistake. I was her third child.

My disgusting "uncle" (great-aunt's son) kisses all the women in the family ON THE MOUTH. Or tries to, anyway. He has never married and clearly has ASD and probably some other things, so everyone speaks of him with pity and I was harshly chastised as a teen for "hurting his feelings" (because I told him I didn't want to be kissed). Many women relatives hate him/the kissing, and we discuss how we evade him by turning out cheek sharply, or telling him we have a cold. You would think he would be able to pick up on the fact that everyone recoils from him in disgust, but no. I get so stressed out when I see him coming at family dinners at my grandpa's house because I know that he's going to come after me and I'll have to turn my cheek sharply to avoid being kissed wetly on the mouth by this freak. I know he has social problems, but I'm still pissed off that no one in the "older generation", including his mother, ever told him to stop doing this. I know it makes me a bad person, but I hate him.

Anonymous wrote:Well, my dear, I wasn't asking advice. I was telling a story (a true one, as it happens). It's in the title.

Telling funny stories is about the fun, not imparting all the details in a thorough and methodical manner. I wasn't asking you to solve the problem, so you didn't need "help" from me to get the answer right.

Sorry. I did not realize that would come off as so peeved, but it reads as a cranky post. I was amused!

Anonymous wrote:Would have been helpful in the first post. Boundary not as evident for oldsters with a captive audience and med students. Out wasn't your good eyesight they needed.

Well, my dear, I wasn't asking advice. I was telling a story (a true one, as it happens). It's in the title.

Telling funny stories is about the fun, not imparting all the details in a thorough and methodical manner. I wasn't asking you to solve the problem, so you didn't need "help" from me to get the answer right.

Anonymous wrote:We told everyone we were having a quiet Thanksgiving with just us at home this year. There have been some extended family issues and we want some time alone with the kids stress free. MIL called and said she needs to come now since she made a doctors appointment in our town that Friday. She lives 10 hours away and has never had a doctors appointment here before. DH and I are arguing over this. He thinks I am selfish. I think MIL is manipulating and has no boundaries.

Call me an ass but I'd call to confirm that appt see if it's true (a lot of offices have no hrs or a shorter day, the days around holidays) and if it is I'd then set up a whole days appts with other Drs to annoy and waste her time, while also seeming caring and lovingly pushy to her and your dh.

Does dh really believe she has an appt, especially if she hasn't done it there before? If so, ruh-ro for you! She's got him fooled.

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Anonymous wrote:Extended family Thanksgiving dinner, pretty low-key, game on the television for the guys. Dip, chips, crudite, and some little pastry things. Several gray-haired aunts and great-aunts sipping tea in the dining room.

Then we are in the twilight zone, and one of the great aunts says she thinks her uterus is falling out after a minor surgery, and could I please check, as I'm the only one in the room who doesn't need glasses.

And they just keep sipping tea and nodding at me expectantly.

That's not a boundary issue. It is sundowner's disease. But yes, it's a hoot.

No, I was a first year medical student, and she'd really had a surgery.

This is the same family that we cousins referred to as "the gauntlet" when we would start dating. It was the most peculiar mix of uptight Catholicism and vulgar hillbillination.

Would have been helpful in the first post. Boundary not as evident for oldsters with a captive audience and med students. Out wasn't your good eyesight they needed.

Would it be the time MIL told her youngest son to make sure his girlfriend is always on top for sex, since he has a bad back?

Would it be the time she told everyone in the family but the people involved that she was moving in with them, then ordered them to give her multiple keys (for other relatives she wanted to stay), and informed them which bedroom she was taking over (no spares) and that she was going to fill the basement with things she needed to store (hoard)?

Would it be the times she tried fixing up her son with a fresh wife candidate, since she wasn't satisfied with his current wife and kids?

Would it be the times she advised her grown kids to lie to their spouses and go along with what she wanted them to do, even though a lot of this was on the level of marriage-breaking deception?

Would it be all the times she gets into other's personal items, including opening their mail, and either moves it where she likes it or throws it out?

This is one busy, boundary-free woman.

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Anonymous wrote:Extended family Thanksgiving dinner, pretty low-key, game on the television for the guys. Dip, chips, crudite, and some little pastry things. Several gray-haired aunts and great-aunts sipping tea in the dining room.

Then we are in the twilight zone, and one of the great aunts says she thinks her uterus is falling out after a minor surgery, and could I please check, as I'm the only one in the room who doesn't need glasses.

And they just keep sipping tea and nodding at me expectantly.

That's not a boundary issue. It is sundowner's disease. But yes, it's a hoot.

No, I was a first year medical student, and she'd really had a surgery.

This is the same family that we cousins referred to as "the gauntlet" when we would start dating. It was the most peculiar mix of uptight Catholicism and vulgar hillbillination.

You are not going to be at home for her to visit, unfortunately. Maybe she can reschedule? Is there someone else in the area she wanted to visit, perhaps?

We told everyone we were having a quiet Thanksgiving with just us at home this year. There have been some extended family issues and we want some time alone with the kids stress free. MIL called and said she needs to come now since she made a doctors appointment in our town that Friday. She lives 10 hours away and has never had a doctors appointment here before. DH and I are arguing over this. He thinks I am selfish. I think MIL is manipulating and has no boundaries.

DS 1st birthday party with just family. Brought out DS baby book that included journal type entry for grandparents to write something to DS.

I regret handing MIL a pen. She wrote a weird, rambling note about how since we now had a DS and DD, our family was complete, we now had the perfect family that she never had and how she always wanted a boy and a girl.

Imagine her shock when we announced two years later that we were having another baby.

I am 52yo and across the brunch table as DH's entire extended family celebrated FIL's 85th birthday, SIL asked me if I still get my period.