Anonymous wrote:My MIL says "warsh," "Warshington," and "Mondee, Tuesdee, Wednesdee," etc. She is nice, educated and well-meaning, but it gets me every time. She was a guidance counselor. I can't believe an EDUCATOR would not correct such obvious mispronunciations!

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Anonymous wrote:FIL drinking too much and MIL loudly scolding him for it. Every single visit. Otherwise lovely people, but the Punch and Judy routine gets old.

What is it with the grandparent generation and drinking? My in-laws show up with their own alcohol, as if we don't provide their favorite brands already. And in just a short visit, it's all gone...

Oh my goodness - you too? PP here - and YES. My FIL goes through a fifth of vodka (which he brings - I think as a guarantee that some (enough?) will be here even though some is always here...) like most people go through a can of soda.

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Anonymous wrote:FIL drinking too much and MIL loudly scolding him for it. Every single visit. Otherwise lovely people, but the Punch and Judy routine gets old.

What is it with the grandparent generation and drinking? My in-laws show up with their own alcohol, as if we don't provide their favorite brands already. And in just a short visit, it's all gone...

Anonymous wrote:FIL drinking too much and MIL loudly scolding him for it. Every single visit. Otherwise lovely people, but the Punch and Judy routine gets old.

Anonymous wrote:my inlaws (both parents and all of the sibs) always sit on the furniture with their feet curled up under them - not just resting on the furniture but really digging and rubbing into the fabric. Gross!! We don't do shoes inside the house so this is their bare skanky feet rubbing into the upholstery (shoes doing this would be worse of course but both are totally unacceptable in my view). who does this???

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Anonymous wrote:My MIL insisted on feeding my dog "people food" even after we told her repeatedly that it makes him sick, so she did it when I wasn't looking. It was a holiday dinner with lots of rich food. We also told her the dog isn't allowed on any floor other than the ground floor, where he has a nice, huge, comfy dog bed. The reason is that the other floors have wall to wall carpet and for some reason he associates the carpeting with being outside and always, ALWAYS, pees on it. So we don't let him upstairs or in the basement. Well, in the middle of the night she decides she's lonely and gets the dog to come into the guest room (in the basement) and sleep with her. Well sure enough in the middle of the night the dog got sick, both threw up and diarrhea, everywhere. So instead of getting us, she grabs a bunch of paper towels, picks up the mess with it, puts it in the toilet, and tries to flush it all at once (not flush as you go), which clogs the toilet and causes it to overflow with the water, dog vomit, dog diarheea and the paper towels everywhere. So then she tries to clean that up with our towels. And then she tries to clean the carpet with bleach. Which results in a broken toilet and ruined wall to wall carpet. She finally woke us up to tell us what she had done and ask for help. It cost me $500 to snake the line and fix the toilet. And it cost $3500 to have the wall to wall carpet replaced. It cost $500 to replace the towels. And it cost another $500 to take the dog to the vet and his medicine. And my MIL yelled at me because she said she didn't know how to clean wall to wall carpet and I should have told her if she was going to be sleep in the guest suite, and I should have told her all along paper towels can't be flushed down the toilet.

I am still dumbfounded by that evening (was a few years ago) and what happened. It was a cluster fuck of fuck ups. And I have a relatively good relationship with my MIL, still do, but this is still a sore subject for me.

Ok, this is not petty! What a disaster! Does she still stay with you? And off topic, how did the towels cost $500?

Because she used every single one in the linen closet, including hand towels, beach towels and wash clothes. It was over 25+ towels, all had to be thrown away.

Weird. We have this thing called a washing machine. You put your soiled clothing or towels in it with detergent and it cleans them!! You're welcome!!

PP here. Thank you for letting me know about the invention of the washing machine. In case I wasn't clear, there was an enormous amount of dog feces and vomit, as well as toilet water as in raw sewage, all over the towels. And I mean super saturated, with brown and green shit, literally. So it would have taken a massive amount of loads to wash that, even on the sanitary super hot cycle. The smell was out of this world. My DH just was so grossed out he threw them away. Maybe the stuff would have come out on a few washes, but I doubt it. In the clothes it got on, the brown stained and never came out. So your obnoxious comment is just that. Maybe next time I will have my MIL stay with you.

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Anonymous wrote:My MIL insisted on feeding my dog "people food" even after we told her repeatedly that it makes him sick, so she did it when I wasn't looking. It was a holiday dinner with lots of rich food. We also told her the dog isn't allowed on any floor other than the ground floor, where he has a nice, huge, comfy dog bed. The reason is that the other floors have wall to wall carpet and for some reason he associates the carpeting with being outside and always, ALWAYS, pees on it. So we don't let him upstairs or in the basement. Well, in the middle of the night she decides she's lonely and gets the dog to come into the guest room (in the basement) and sleep with her. Well sure enough in the middle of the night the dog got sick, both threw up and diarrhea, everywhere. So instead of getting us, she grabs a bunch of paper towels, picks up the mess with it, puts it in the toilet, and tries to flush it all at once (not flush as you go), which clogs the toilet and causes it to overflow with the water, dog vomit, dog diarheea and the paper towels everywhere. So then she tries to clean that up with our towels. And then she tries to clean the carpet with bleach. Which results in a broken toilet and ruined wall to wall carpet. She finally woke us up to tell us what she had done and ask for help. It cost me $500 to snake the line and fix the toilet. And it cost $3500 to have the wall to wall carpet replaced. It cost $500 to replace the towels. And it cost another $500 to take the dog to the vet and his medicine. And my MIL yelled at me because she said she didn't know how to clean wall to wall carpet and I should have told her if she was going to be sleep in the guest suite, and I should have told her all along paper towels can't be flushed down the toilet.

I am still dumbfounded by that evening (was a few years ago) and what happened. It was a cluster fuck of fuck ups. And I have a relatively good relationship with my MIL, still do, but this is still a sore subject for me.

Ok, this is not petty! What a disaster! Does she still stay with you? And off topic, how did the towels cost $500?

Because she used every single one in the linen closet, including hand towels, beach towels and wash clothes. It was over 25+ towels, all had to be thrown away.

Weird. We have this thing called a washing machine. You put your soiled clothing or towels in it with detergent and it cleans them!! You're welcome!!

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Anonymous wrote:My MIL insisted on feeding my dog "people food" even after we told her repeatedly that it makes him sick, so she did it when I wasn't looking. It was a holiday dinner with lots of rich food. We also told her the dog isn't allowed on any floor other than the ground floor, where he has a nice, huge, comfy dog bed. The reason is that the other floors have wall to wall carpet and for some reason he associates the carpeting with being outside and always, ALWAYS, pees on it. So we don't let him upstairs or in the basement. Well, in the middle of the night she decides she's lonely and gets the dog to come into the guest room (in the basement) and sleep with her. Well sure enough in the middle of the night the dog got sick, both threw up and diarrhea, everywhere. So instead of getting us, she grabs a bunch of paper towels, picks up the mess with it, puts it in the toilet, and tries to flush it all at once (not flush as you go), which clogs the toilet and causes it to overflow with the water, dog vomit, dog diarheea and the paper towels everywhere. So then she tries to clean that up with our towels. And then she tries to clean the carpet with bleach. Which results in a broken toilet and ruined wall to wall carpet. She finally woke us up to tell us what she had done and ask for help. It cost me $500 to snake the line and fix the toilet. And it cost $3500 to have the wall to wall carpet replaced. It cost $500 to replace the towels. And it cost another $500 to take the dog to the vet and his medicine. And my MIL yelled at me because she said she didn't know how to clean wall to wall carpet and I should have told her if she was going to be sleep in the guest suite, and I should have told her all along paper towels can't be flushed down the toilet.

I am still dumbfounded by that evening (was a few years ago) and what happened. It was a cluster fuck of fuck ups. And I have a relatively good relationship with my MIL, still do, but this is still a sore subject for me.

Ok, this is not petty! What a disaster! Does she still stay with you? And off topic, how did the towels cost $500?

Because she used every single one in the linen closet, including hand towels, beach towels and wash clothes. It was over 25+ towels, all had to be thrown away.

Weird. We have this thing called a washing machine. You put your soiled clothing or towels in it with detergent and it cleans them!! You're welcome!!

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Anonymous wrote:My MIL insisted on feeding my dog "people food" even after we told her repeatedly that it makes him sick, so she did it when I wasn't looking. It was a holiday dinner with lots of rich food. We also told her the dog isn't allowed on any floor other than the ground floor, where he has a nice, huge, comfy dog bed. The reason is that the other floors have wall to wall carpet and for some reason he associates the carpeting with being outside and always, ALWAYS, pees on it. So we don't let him upstairs or in the basement. Well, in the middle of the night she decides she's lonely and gets the dog to come into the guest room (in the basement) and sleep with her. Well sure enough in the middle of the night the dog got sick, both threw up and diarrhea, everywhere. So instead of getting us, she grabs a bunch of paper towels, picks up the mess with it, puts it in the toilet, and tries to flush it all at once (not flush as you go), which clogs the toilet and causes it to overflow with the water, dog vomit, dog diarheea and the paper towels everywhere. So then she tries to clean that up with our towels. And then she tries to clean the carpet with bleach. Which results in a broken toilet and ruined wall to wall carpet. She finally woke us up to tell us what she had done and ask for help. It cost me $500 to snake the line and fix the toilet. And it cost $3500 to have the wall to wall carpet replaced. It cost $500 to replace the towels. And it cost another $500 to take the dog to the vet and his medicine. And my MIL yelled at me because she said she didn't know how to clean wall to wall carpet and I should have told her if she was going to be sleep in the guest suite, and I should have told her all along paper towels can't be flushed down the toilet.

I am still dumbfounded by that evening (was a few years ago) and what happened. It was a cluster fuck of fuck ups. And I have a relatively good relationship with my MIL, still do, but this is still a sore subject for me.

Ok, this is not petty! What a disaster! Does she still stay with you? And off topic, how did the towels cost $500?

Because she used every single one in the linen closet, including hand towels, beach towels and wash clothes. It was over 25+ towels, all had to be thrown away.