Anonymous wrote:My FIL mispronounces things: Breakfast is brefast and things like that. It's a mix of Italian parents and Boston/Italian accents. He also mixes up letters in words sometimes. It cracks me up that DH's Boston accent comes out when he's talking to his dad
MIL: If she can make something by hand instead of paying for it, she will. Even if that means she spends hours doing something that would take someone else 30 min.
Mom: She sends cards for everything. New job? Card. Going through a tough time? Card. She has like 75 cards in a box at home categorized. When she gets coupons at CVS for like buy 2 get 1 free, she uses them and just adds to her stockpile. It's sweet
Dad: He's told a couple of the same jokes since I was a kid. Dad: What's new? Me: Nothing much Dad: I didn't ask you WHAT you KNEW, I asked WHAT'S new.
It's one of those things that makes me roll my eyes every time he does it, but it just wouldn't be my dad if he didn't do it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This thread is hilarious.
My MIL is the most optimistic person on earth. If you say to her "Joe broke his leg, isn't that sad?" She will literally say "well now that crutch maker on Leland Avenue will have some work, finally!"
She also tells these long convoluted stories about people she thinks we should know, even after we tell her we don't know them. "[DH], remember Johnny from high school? He had that red hair?" DH: "nope" MIL: "well I ran into his mother at the store and she said he works at the bank now! Isn't that amazing?!"
She still sends DH a letter in the mail every week. She writes about FIL in it ("dad and I went to the mall...") then signs it "love, mom and dad." She's the best.
My mom does this too! She is forever running into people at the grocery store. And when she tells me these stories about people I don't know or remember, I just could not be less interested. Yet, she keeps telling me about the person's education and trip to Europe and...my brother and I are really tired of it though because she's always comparing our lives to those of our childhood classmates'.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:MIL: brings groceries with her every single time she visits (we live in DC, which does have grocery stores). She once brought us a giant ham that stayed in our fridge for ages until we realized we had no idea what to do with it. Only makes one cup of coffee at a time in our 12 pot coffee maker, drives my husband insane. Cleans our kitchen, but puts every item away someplace new. It's a little scavenger hunt after they leave.
FIL: Plays basketball in a Senior league, keeps trying to get the neighbor kids to play with him when he visits. Strictly a Coke drinker. Says to grandson, "Have I hugged you yet today? Give me a hug!" about a hundred times a day.
I adore them.
But a Senseco or one cup Keriug for her
I hate coffee that sits for even 10 minutes.
Keriugs are filthy machines. Do a little research about how they are impossible to clean and bacteria slime grows inside of them. Not to mention the cups are SO wasteful. It'd be better to just make a fresh pot of coffee every time you want a fresh cup...
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:MIL: brings groceries with her every single time she visits (we live in DC, which does have grocery stores). She once brought us a giant ham that stayed in our fridge for ages until we realized we had no idea what to do with it. Only makes one cup of coffee at a time in our 12 pot coffee maker, drives my husband insane. Cleans our kitchen, but puts every item away someplace new. It's a little scavenger hunt after they leave.
FIL: Plays basketball in a Senior league, keeps trying to get the neighbor kids to play with him when he visits. Strictly a Coke drinker. Says to grandson, "Have I hugged you yet today? Give me a hug!" about a hundred times a day.
I adore them.
But a Senseco or one cup Keriug for her
I hate coffee that sits for even 10 minutes.
Anonymous wrote:MIL: brings groceries with her every single time she visits (we live in DC, which does have grocery stores). She once brought us a giant ham that stayed in our fridge for ages until we realized we had no idea what to do with it. Only makes one cup of coffee at a time in our 12 pot coffee maker, drives my husband insane. Cleans our kitchen, but puts every item away someplace new. It's a little scavenger hunt after they leave.
FIL: Plays basketball in a Senior league, keeps trying to get the neighbor kids to play with him when he visits. Strictly a Coke drinker. Says to grandson, "Have I hugged you yet today? Give me a hug!" about a hundred times a day.
I adore them.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This thread is hilarious.
My MIL is the most optimistic person on earth. If you say to her "Joe broke his leg, isn't that sad?" She will literally say "well now that crutch maker on Leland Avenue will have some work, finally!"
She also tells these long convoluted stories about people she thinks we should know, even after we tell her we don't know them. "[DH], remember Johnny from high school? He had that red hair?" DH: "nope" MIL: "well I ran into his mother at the store and she said he works at the bank now! Isn't that amazing?!"
She still sends DH a letter in the mail every week. She writes about FIL in it ("dad and I went to the mall...") then signs it "love, mom and dad." She's the best.
My mom does this too! She is forever running into people at the grocery store. And when she tells me these stories about people I don't know or remember, I just could not be less interested. Yet, she keeps telling me about the person's education and trip to Europe and...my brother and I are really tired of it though because she's always comparing our lives to those of our childhood classmates'.
Anonymous wrote:This thread is hilarious.
My MIL is the most optimistic person on earth. If you say to her "Joe broke his leg, isn't that sad?" She will literally say "well now that crutch maker on Leland Avenue will have some work, finally!"
She also tells these long convoluted stories about people she thinks we should know, even after we tell her we don't know them. "[DH], remember Johnny from high school? He had that red hair?" DH: "nope" MIL: "well I ran into his mother at the store and she said he works at the bank now! Isn't that amazing?!"
She still sends DH a letter in the mail every week. She writes about FIL in it ("dad and I went to the mall...") then signs it "love, mom and dad." She's the best.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My MIL calls a handbag/purse of any shape and size 'a pocketbook'. Not sure where that comes from.
Must be a regional thing. I grew up calling it that. I'm from Philly; mom is from New York. She carried a "pocketbook" or a "purse" but never a "handbag."
I'm from NY and I say "pocketbook" most of the time. I'm in my mid-40s.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My MIL calls a handbag/purse of any shape and size 'a pocketbook'. Not sure where that comes from.
Must be a regional thing. I grew up calling it that. I'm from Philly; mom is from New York. She carried a "pocketbook" or a "purse" but never a "handbag."
Anonymous wrote:So many "dadisms". Thanks for the post, OP.My dad: would pretend he was asleep after dinner, in front of the t.v., and surprise me with a headlock as I walked past.
My grandfather would do this! I'd think he was asleep watching the baseball game. And the TV reflected off his glasses, I would try to sneak past him and bam! It scared the hell out of me, but I laughed every time.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OK, I am very fortunate to have wonderful parents and in-laws. DH and I have just visited with both sets of our parents and we have noticed some of the funny things they do...what funny/endearing things do your parents do?
my dad: wears hats of all sorts for every occasion and just around the house, wears black socks with white tennis shoes, puts on CSPAN and takes a nap every afternoon, claims he "doesn't know how to order" and "no one ever helps him order" when we go to any restaurant that has a type of cuisine he's not familiar with (which is basically any non-American cuisine), going to get the mail is an event to be looked forward to and talked about on a daily basis
my mom: very-and I mean this sincerely, not in a sarcastic way-skilled at hunt and peck typing, has been known to watch an entire movie and then at the end if you ask her how she liked it she'll say "I'm not sure; I couldn't really hear anything they were saying," has to read every word of every single plaque, historical marker and signage of any type that she has ever come across in her life, never knows how to spell anything, including people's names and comes up w/ some very interesting spellings of her own
my MIL: adds extra letters and syllables to a lot of words, almost always calls with her comments after she sees a picture/status that my husband or I or another family member/friend posted on facebook instead of just writing a comment on facebook, if any place we are going is within a 5 mile radius, she will ask sincerely if we are going to walk or drive there and, if left to her own devices, would almost always just set out walking, even if she doesn't know how far a place is
my FIL: writes his entire e-mail in the subject line and then leaves the 'body' of the e-mail blank or just signs his name, will often just get up and leave the room while everyone else is having a conversation because he gets bored/wants to be alone/can't hear that well, he calls in advance of every holiday and my MIL's birthday to remind us to call her
haha my dad does this! "don't forget, tomorrow's Easter/Christmas/Mother's Day, etc" he even calls before holidays like memorial day, the 4th of july, labor day because our neighborhood has big picnics on those days and they are family picnics so every year my mom gets sad on those holidays that we-her kids/grandkids-dont live in their neighborhood and go to the picnics with them