Blah, Blah, Blah...Mother In-Law, Blah, Blah, Blah
Anyone who reads JP and the MegaBeast with any regularity (all 6 of you) should know that when I haven’t posted for a week, or more, there is a hum-dinger of a post headed your way.
Today is no different. If only for the fact that you can expect me to have a good MIL story since she can’t go an entire week without pissing me off. I am NOT hard to get a long with…it completely boggles the mind that she can piss me off daily.
And yet she does.
MIL’s birthday was over two weeks ago. Being the dutiful daughter in-law that I am, I had been planning a lovely birthday dinner party in her honor with special dinner guests included. I had everything planned out so nicely and was proud of how organized I was. I gave MIL a heads-up so that she wouldn’t plan anything, and went along with planning the event.
And then I made the mistake of including her husband and sons in the planning. Reason #5387 why I can be the stupidest person on the planet sometimes. Not only did they completely disrupt all my beautiful planning and organization but they couldn’t even find a day that would “work for them” and come up with ANY viable solutions for making this dinner party work. It was THEY…NOT ME that postponed any birthday celebrating until just last weekend.
And it is ALL.MY.FAULT.
So…
*I plan a dinner, can’t happen because those men are worthless.
*MIL embarrasses me in front of my friends when she blames me for the lack of birthday celebrating and says something about the fact that I promised her a birthday dinner and didn’t come through. I’m paraphrasing, of course…but she speaks broken English…it’s better for everyone this way.
*I push and push the men to actually do something…they continue to be worthless. I make a rash decision to do Sunday Brunch. All dinner guests are now brunch guests.
* MIL does not get much sleep the night before due to getting ready for a class she has and is therefore very tired for Sunday brunch. This can only mean bad things for yours truly.
*IN FRONT OF ALL OUR GUESTS, MIL has the nerve to say that she had wanted to sleep in this morning but couldn’t because she was told that she had to get up early for this brunch.
*While sitting at the very same table with this woman after she just blamed me for making her wake up while just days before she blamed me for not doing anything for her birthday, I stare out the window trying NOT to strangle her with my bare hands and realize just how DONE I am. I’m done with everything being my fault. I’m so done. And no matter how much I bring to her attention, she just doesn’t GET IT.
I think I liked it better when I just wasn’t speaking to her. Even if she totally didn’t notice.
Today is no different. If only for the fact that you can expect me to have a good MIL story since she can’t go an entire week without pissing me off. I am NOT hard to get a long with…it completely boggles the mind that she can piss me off daily.
And yet she does.
MIL’s birthday was over two weeks ago. Being the dutiful daughter in-law that I am, I had been planning a lovely birthday dinner party in her honor with special dinner guests included. I had everything planned out so nicely and was proud of how organized I was. I gave MIL a heads-up so that she wouldn’t plan anything, and went along with planning the event.
And then I made the mistake of including her husband and sons in the planning. Reason #5387 why I can be the stupidest person on the planet sometimes. Not only did they completely disrupt all my beautiful planning and organization but they couldn’t even find a day that would “work for them” and come up with ANY viable solutions for making this dinner party work. It was THEY…NOT ME that postponed any birthday celebrating until just last weekend.
And it is ALL.MY.FAULT.
So…
*I plan a dinner, can’t happen because those men are worthless.
*MIL embarrasses me in front of my friends when she blames me for the lack of birthday celebrating and says something about the fact that I promised her a birthday dinner and didn’t come through. I’m paraphrasing, of course…but she speaks broken English…it’s better for everyone this way.
*I push and push the men to actually do something…they continue to be worthless. I make a rash decision to do Sunday Brunch. All dinner guests are now brunch guests.
* MIL does not get much sleep the night before due to getting ready for a class she has and is therefore very tired for Sunday brunch. This can only mean bad things for yours truly.
*IN FRONT OF ALL OUR GUESTS, MIL has the nerve to say that she had wanted to sleep in this morning but couldn’t because she was told that she had to get up early for this brunch.
*While sitting at the very same table with this woman after she just blamed me for making her wake up while just days before she blamed me for not doing anything for her birthday, I stare out the window trying NOT to strangle her with my bare hands and realize just how DONE I am. I’m done with everything being my fault. I’m so done. And no matter how much I bring to her attention, she just doesn’t GET IT.
I think I liked it better when I just wasn’t speaking to her. Even if she totally didn’t notice.
posted by JP at 10/06/2005 05:13:00 PM
2 Comments:
... and this is why I don't live with MY in-laws. Even if it does mean that I will live in this duplex forever. :(
Jill, I don't know how you do it. I would have gone to the bathroom to have private cry before I could carry on like you did.
Tifferbob
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