Return of the Evil MiL
Frenchie’s birthday is coming up. I was remembering back to this time, last year. I was experiencing stress like I never had before. I was (am I not still?) a complete mess. To top it all off, I had 2 sets of houseguests in my small little house for a solid week, spanning around Frenchie’s special day.
The company had nothing to do with his birthday. It was just when they happened to be visiting. Ya see, I live near our nation’s capital so my place is logical lodging for those who would like to do the tourist thing.
Anyway, I digress. Last year, the Evil MiL raised quite a stink because all of a sudden it was of dire (DIRE!)importance for her to see her boy on his birthday. WTF? It’s never been all that important before and all of a sudden when my house is bursting at the seams she decides that she must come down and further fray my delicate nerves.
In short, we (read: Frenchie) told her not to come, that it wasn’t feasible. She backed down but before I knew it I received an email from her stating that even though we had no room for her and were very busy with company that she would be coming down anyway just to spend the afternoon because it was sooooooooo important to her to see her son on his birthday.
She never ended up coming. Frenchie put a stop to her ridiculous behavior and we had her come another weekend instead. So this year, I thought ahead. Why not invite her this year for his birthday? She should be thrilled right? Pfft. She was so nonchalant about it that I couldn’t even believe it.
“Maybe we’ll come….”
“Let me check….”
For someone who made such a big deal out of it last year, it certainly seemed to lack importance this year. Could it be that the Evil MiL was just trying to cause trouble for her angelic daughter-in-law? Shocking! Anyway, as it turns out (after much humming and hawing) she is coming. She’ll be arriving Saturday for my weekend enjoyment. (Be ready for a bitchy post.)
I don’t know how I’m going to abide this woman for the rest of her natural life. Don't I have enough to deal with? How could my sweet, loving, kind, thoughtful husband have spawned from such a wretched woman? No wonder he left home at 17.
The company had nothing to do with his birthday. It was just when they happened to be visiting. Ya see, I live near our nation’s capital so my place is logical lodging for those who would like to do the tourist thing.
Anyway, I digress. Last year, the Evil MiL raised quite a stink because all of a sudden it was of dire (DIRE!)importance for her to see her boy on his birthday. WTF? It’s never been all that important before and all of a sudden when my house is bursting at the seams she decides that she must come down and further fray my delicate nerves.
In short, we (read: Frenchie) told her not to come, that it wasn’t feasible. She backed down but before I knew it I received an email from her stating that even though we had no room for her and were very busy with company that she would be coming down anyway just to spend the afternoon because it was sooooooooo important to her to see her son on his birthday.
She never ended up coming. Frenchie put a stop to her ridiculous behavior and we had her come another weekend instead. So this year, I thought ahead. Why not invite her this year for his birthday? She should be thrilled right? Pfft. She was so nonchalant about it that I couldn’t even believe it.
“Maybe we’ll come….”
“Let me check….”
For someone who made such a big deal out of it last year, it certainly seemed to lack importance this year. Could it be that the Evil MiL was just trying to cause trouble for her angelic daughter-in-law? Shocking! Anyway, as it turns out (after much humming and hawing) she is coming. She’ll be arriving Saturday for my weekend enjoyment. (Be ready for a bitchy post.)
I don’t know how I’m going to abide this woman for the rest of her natural life. Don't I have enough to deal with? How could my sweet, loving, kind, thoughtful husband have spawned from such a wretched woman? No wonder he left home at 17.
sky girl rambled @ 6/01/2006
22 Comments:
my heart goes out to you honey. i've been blessed with two wonderful mil's.
they say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. pffft. sometimes they sprout legs and run!
hang tough babe!
maybe frenchie drained her of all of her goodness while he was incubating.
it could happen.
you've got my phone number, right?
:)
NOOOOOO, not a whole weekend with the MIL? I feel for you, mine is a total nut job. Can't wait for the extra bitchy post, it should be a good one!
Oh so sorry! Just practice smiling a lot and telling yourself it's only for a couple days, only a couple days. Eek! Hope your hubby's birthday is happy anyway.
angelic? ok, i'll give ya that one. :)
people are funny, wanting what's just out of reach. that hot girl (or guy) at work, a new expensive sportscar, to visit a place where there's no room for ya...
once they're able to have it, it just doesn't seem as important anymore.
good for you for heading the drama off at the pass, it'll end up being just fine, you'll see.
and i'll email ya my phone number if ya need it too.
urgh
good luck
x
just...
blek.
i feel for ya honey.
*muse*
Sorry about the nasty MIL. Hoping the weekend isn't to awful... if it is bake some brownies for her (with exlax) to eat on the way home! I am so bad!!
Take care
Gotta love the "outlaws".
You are a fantastic wife. I would have banned her rude ass a long time ago! *hugs*
I had love/hate relationships with both Mil's.....it was all about competetion for their daughters. Neither is any longer of this earth and I no longer have either daughter.....go figure.
ugh...
hugs and love
peace...
i wonder the same thing about my sister's MiL. She locks of portions of the house when they go away and ask my sis and hubby to housesit. She doesn't like their taste in anything and tells them, often. She's rich and thinks we're out to take her money.
Just know, you're not alone.
You're kind and loving and maybe you can kill her with kindness, might be kind of fun muhahahah *evil laugh*
Good luck and I look forward to the posts!
Why don't you just take Frenchie and go to a hotel for the weekend..
My sympathies are with you....
Can you just get drunk and obnoxious?? Sometimes a little anaesthesia helps dull the pain...
Imagine living next door to your MiL - Sue does! But they've always got on quite well.
At least Frenchie seems to have got the measure of his mother and always puts you first so kudos to him for that.
Oh, that is really awful news. If you feel at all about your MIL as I do about mine, this is like a death sentence. I hope her stay is short. Maybe next year for Frenchie's bday you can plan to go away, even if you don't really leave home, just announce you will be going away! Good Luck. I feel your pain on this one.
you know...i feel you completely...
That last part made me snort. I LOVEloveLOVEloveLOOOOOVE it when that happens!! It makes me giggle more... And now I sound like I'm laughing at your pain, don't I? Sorry...it's just that...well, my mother in law is quite a handful herself, so I just relate and...I don't know.
Hey babe, I've come back to see how you're doing... catching up on what I've been missing for the past few months.
Sunshine and no more snow... that's a good thing.
You still feeling low... that's something else.
x on both cheeks like we do it over here...
I don’t know how I’m going to abide this woman for the rest of her natural life.
Arsenic? Her natural life won't be long then ;)
Girl, I feel your pain. Kill her with kindness and laugh to yourself and her ridiculous behavior. She needs to get a life if her only purpose is to screw with Fly.
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