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Anonymous wrote:I make a macaroni and cheese that ppl in my family love, MIL included. She asked me if I would make it for thanksgiving dinner. I said ok. Asked her if I could make it at her house and she agreed, and even offered to get the groceries needed for it. Dh and I get over to her house, she tells me that "the groceries are over on the counter, but the mixing bowls, casserole dish etc are dirty and You should wash them."

I found this incredibly rude. I'm Not your maid!

Good Gravy, I can see my mom saying this to me, it's family big deal.
People are so sensitive about stupid stuff.

+1 This is something that happens all the time at my mother or MIL's house. If she just cooked a meal for a dozen people I would feel bad not helping with the dishes. What pisses me off is when my husband doesn't help out. Just because you have a penis doesn't mean you can't help in the kitchen.

It's far more appropriate to ask your own child to clean/do something rather than your daughter in law.

Oh come on! If you've been married for a few years it's perfectly acceptable for your MIL to ask that. It's a lot of work to cook a meal for everyone, it's no big deal if you have to clean up the bowls before cooking.

Yep.

Anonymous wrote:I made a really nice unique dessert for tgiving...carried it by hand on the plane, brought it to in laws, then took it to their relatives for the dinner and it was taken from me and put away "with the other desserts." Dessert time rolled around and all they have are chocolate chip cookies, brownies, and the little cups of ice cream. My painstakingly prepared dish is gone. No one can find it. I searched everywhere myself. Interestingly, mil and her brother spent a lot of time in the dessert area (the garage) carving the turkeys. No idea how it just disappeared with both of them there. I felt really terribly about it and my husband said I was being "Snotty" and I should just get over it.(bc I asked him to check the car and asked him to ask his cousin where it was - cousin took it from me when we walked in)

Haha, I guess your dessert was just too delicious! Next time, make a batch of cookies and call it a day. Easier to carry, too.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I make a macaroni and cheese that ppl in my family love, MIL included. She asked me if I would make it for thanksgiving dinner. I said ok. Asked her if I could make it at her house and she agreed, and even offered to get the groceries needed for it. Dh and I get over to her house, she tells me that "the groceries are over on the counter, but the mixing bowls, casserole dish etc are dirty and You should wash them."

I found this incredibly rude. I'm Not your maid!

Good Gravy, I can see my mom saying this to me, it's family big deal.
People are so sensitive about stupid stuff.

+1 This is something that happens all the time at my mother or MIL's house. If she just cooked a meal for a dozen people I would feel bad not helping with the dishes. What pisses me off is when my husband doesn't help out. Just because you have a penis doesn't mean you can't help in the kitchen.

It's far more appropriate to ask your own child to clean/do something rather than your daughter in law.

Oh come on! If you've been married for a few years it's perfectly acceptable for your MIL to ask that. It's a lot of work to cook a meal for everyone, it's no big deal if you have to clean up the bowls before cooking.

Anonymous wrote:Is there a clear and unemotional way to explain to someone that they are a superior and insufferable bitch? Or a way to keep one of them from coming to your house, short of divorce?

Your MIL? Have your DH deal with it.

Anonymous wrote:Is there a clear and unemotional way to explain to someone that they are a superior and insufferable bitch? Or a way to keep one of them from coming to your house, short of divorce?

Own your opinion and don't invite them? Then let the chips fall where they might I guess.

Is there a clear and unemotional way to explain to someone that they are a superior and insufferable bitch? Or a way to keep one of them from coming to your house, short of divorce?

My mil is so difficult. It's draining. She has had some health challenges but its so frustrating to watch someone refuse to help herself in any way. If she were a nice person id have sympathy, but it's difficult to feel for her when she's so difficult and rude. Per doctors orders, she needs to move more and be more active bc she has muscle atrophy and degeneration in the vertebrae from being so sedentary. Instead of following the doctors recs, she's decided to do the exact opposite- she's bought herself a wheelchair and refuses to walk or stand unless getting in and out of the wheelchair. We tried to go for a walk and get some fresh air yesterday. "I don't want to walk and I don't want fresh air." So she just did what she always does, criticize, boss and nag everyone around.

Im sure I sound like a cold bitch, but it's very draining and frustrating.

Anonymous wrote:I made a really nice unique dessert for tgiving...carried it by hand on the plane, brought it to in laws, then took it to their relatives for the dinner and it was taken from me and put away "with the other desserts." Dessert time rolled around and all they have are chocolate chip cookies, brownies, and the little cups of ice cream. My painstakingly prepared dish is gone. No one can find it. I searched everywhere myself. Interestingly, mil and her brother spent a lot of time in the dessert area (the garage) carving the turkeys. No idea how it just disappeared with both of them there. I felt really terribly about it and my husband said I was being "Snotty" and I should just get over it.(bc I asked him to check the car and asked him to ask his cousin where it was - cousin took it from me when we walked in)

Was it pudding by any chance?

Anonymous wrote:This forum is marked as a place to "rant" and I have a lot of ranting to do. I don't need feedback, I know being small and mean, but I really, truly dislike my BIL and his family. They are entitled and snobby and fake. I hate being around them and dread every encounter. I try not to drag all this out in front of my DH or my children, so hear I am.

Go for it!

This forum is marked as a place to "rant" and I have a lot of ranting to do. I don't need feedback, I know being small and mean, but I really, truly dislike my BIL and his family. They are entitled and snobby and fake. I hate being around them and dread every encounter. I try not to drag all this out in front of my DH or my children, so hear I am.

My mom always does something like this, at nearly ever get-together. It's irritating, but always cracks us up. She goes on and on with some sort of unanswerable question, where she basically asks the same question over and over again, and we try our best to answer her, but can't quite answer her properly to her liking.

I brought a little toy for my toddler son to play with, a Pinpressions, or Pin Art toy (I had to Google it, I had no idea what they're called until just now: http://www.walmart.com/ip/Plastic-Pinpressions/16543264) where you put something, your hand, face, any object on one side, and the impression comes through on the other. My teenage niece was goofing around with it, and my mom said
Mom: What is that?
Me: I don't know what it's called, it's one of those...things.
Mom: What does it do?
Niece: See, look! (presses face into it)
Mom: But what IS it?
Me: Don't you remember these? I think we had one.
Mom: What does it DO?
Niece: See Grandma, watch (presses a finger into it).
Me: See, it does THAT!
Mom: What do you mean? What's it supposed to be?
(Niece continues to press various objects and body parts into it to show her)
Me: That's what it's supposed to do...just...see the shape of her ear?
Mom: Yeah, but I mean what's it supposed to do? What are you supposed to do with it?
Us: I don't know...just see? Nothing, I guess, you just do...it's a toy...see look, I'm giving the thumbs-up, see? It's just...supposed to look neat...that's all.
Mom: Oh. Why do you have it? What do you use it for?
Me: So Mom, what time's dinner?

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Anonymous wrote:Dh and I drove 6 hours to his parents' town today. They are divorced and consequently there are 2 of evetything for the holidays. Plan, as set by mil, was tgiving lunch at her house and tgiving dinner at his dad's. Dh calls to tell her we will be arriving in 20 min. She tells us to stop by Burger King for her to get her lunch, and to get something for ourselves too if we are hungry, bc she doesn't have food at her house.

My jaw dropped. Burger King. After we've been on the road for 6 hours. And it's thanksgiving.

I'd be OK with that, you got to have a regular Thanksgiving meal later at Dad's right? My parents live near my inlaws, so we always do two Thanksgivings per day, two Easters, two Christmases, etc. And we are expected to sit for a big meal at each one. It's not that big a deal for me, but on the rare occasion that one family decides to forgo the big meal, we are always relieved.

Quoting myself here. I uh didn't see the part about the lunchables. Burger King, fine. Lunchables, sad.

My sil broke a wine glass and mil screamed at her that she was cut off from drinking. Like seriously. I pulled out two glasses and poured them to the tippy top for us I have yet to figure out why my sil puts up with it. She treats their kids the same way. My husband and I had a discussion last night about how if his mom can't handle the stress of hosting without screaming at everyone, but has a fit if someone else suggest hosting, then we'll have to branch out and do our own thing for hilidays. This was the last holiday our daughter won't catch on to the tension.

Sons and DILs dithered about plans. We got tired of waiting on them for commitments, went to sunny southwest locale for great week of vacation.

Everybody wins.

I made a really nice unique dessert for tgiving...carried it by hand on the plane, brought it to in laws, then took it to their relatives for the dinner and it was taken from me and put away "with the other desserts." Dessert time rolled around and all they have are chocolate chip cookies, brownies, and the little cups of ice cream. My painstakingly prepared dish is gone. No one can find it. I searched everywhere myself. Interestingly, mil and her brother spent a lot of time in the dessert area (the garage) carving the turkeys. No idea how it just disappeared with both of them there. I felt really terribly about it and my husband said I was being "Snotty" and I should just get over it.(bc I asked him to check the car and asked him to ask his cousin where it was - cousin took it from me when we walked in)