Frequent
Fry Her TM - birdy,
Posted: 26-DEC-06
My SIL has always taken it upon herself to try and
run our lives, especially my DD. There were a couple of times
when she cut my DD's hair without telling me (quite unevenly, because
she is not a professional). She did this twice before, and I
told her, "NO MORE!!" Every year she has bought my
DD an Xmas dress to match her two DS'S outfits, without my consent.
I thought that this year was going to be ok. My DM bought a
very nice dress for my DD and I had planned to put it on her for Xmas.
But, when I got home the other night from work, my SIL was there and
already had her dressed in a different dress, getting ready to take
her to get pictures done with Santa. MY DH just shrugged and
said that it was a way to save money, and that she's just trying to
help. I was pretty upset, because I knew that if I hadn't walked
in right then, she would have taken my DD without me. To make
matters worse, I paid for pictures of my DD with her two DS's and
Santa, but got no separate pictures of her. She told me that
there wasn't time, but then got separate pictures of her two children.
She once called me up and asked me what I was getting my DD for her
birthday. I stupidly told her what I was getting, but hadn't
gotten it yet. Let's just say that my DD got two of everything
that year, and then looked at me and asked why I had gotten her something
that her aunt had already gotten her. I was so embarrassed!
I took everything back, and let her pick out new stuff, but I was
still peeved. When we lived close by, I would sometimes come
home to find her gone at SIL's place planning to spend the night,
but no one had even asked me. Any time DD would stay there,
she would come back smelling horrible, with a nasty cough and really
bad habits (SIL goes thru 2 packs a day, they have two dogs that go
everywhere in the house, and SIL 2 DS's are heathens). Now she
lives an hour away, and still tries to run our lives. When BIL
and DH were discussing Xmas gifts for me, BIL warned DH that if he
gets me anything that looks expensive, like jewelry, not to bring
it to the house or to tell anyone on his side! Forget that!!
It's none of anybody's business what he gets me for Xmas! I
deserve the Tahj Mahal after putting up with the IL's crud for so
long.
Frequent
Fry Her TM - birdy,
1 of 4 needed/Posted: 8-DEC-06
Several hours ago I found out that my BIL was just
committed. What you need to know to understand a bit about my
ILs is that under one big crazy roof, in a little three bedroom rented
house, live my MIL, GMIL, BIL, SIL, her DH and their two heathen children.
These people can't pay their heating bill, but can somehow afford
cartons of cigarettes. So, you can imagine that it's quite eventful
there from time to time. Thankfully, they live an hour away
from us. My BIL called a while ago to speak with my DH, to tell
us that he had just gotten into a fight with my SIL about her half
of the rent. She just took the two kids and left, but not before
taking my MIL's, GMIL's, and BIL's share of the rent. So, they
were frantic. They tried to call her, and she was obviously
ignoring her phone. They called the police. When they
arrived ( I think they have the address memorized by now, because
they are over there so often), my BIL called back and was vowing not
only to kill her, but himself, as well. Mind you, he has at
least two handguns and a rifle to back him up. So, they took
his guns, and then they took him to the hospital to be evaluated.
I personally think that the whole family needs to go, but I suppose
that's just me. But now MIL is on the phone crying about how
DH needs to drive out there and somehow save the day once more.
The problem is that every time he tries to be the good guy and help,
he ends up being the one in trouble. It always gets turned around
on him somehow, and then the police fill out a report on him.
So, I put my foot down and explained to him that they are grown ups,
and they need to figure this out on their own. There is nothing
he can do for them at this point. And besides, they are the
type of family that can have a huge blowout one day, and all is forgotten
the next. So why bother? I took the only car and went
to my mother's. I told DH to call me in case of a real emergency.
It's not that I don't think they need the help, I just think at this
point we are the wrong people to help them. Am I the one that's
in the wrong?
Frequent
Fry Her TM - birdy,
2 of 4 needed/Posted: 9-DEC-06
Last year I had a big blowout with my SIL, whom these
stories are mainly about. My DH, DD, and I decided to pay a
visit to the ILs. We got there just in time for dinner.
We weren't specifically invited for dinner, just an open invitation
to stop by. Earlier that day we had stopped at this amazing
restaurant where we picked up some authentic corned beef, cabbage,
and potatoes. We still had leftovers, so when we arrived, we
sat down and ate that instead, as her food always has dog hair in
it and it kind of grosses me out. Well, I could tell right after
I sat at the table that my SIL was in a MOOD. She started growling
about how I have nothing to prove by bringing the uppity food to her
table. I guess corned beef and cabbage is "uppity".
When I ignored her, she moved on to the fact that I had new shoes
and she was sick of DH and I always doing what we wanted, and that
we didn't care about anybody but ourselves. Never mind that
these shoes were already 3 months old, and the only reason I bought
them was because my old ones had fallen apart. Again, I ignored
her because she was just trying to get a rise out of me. She
was looking for a fight, and I was not in the mood. At this
point I didn't know where DH was, and I was starting to get uncomfortable.
I tried to continue eating, but I was getting upset. I nervously
started picking at my food with my fingers. Suddenly she jumped
up and started SCREAMING at me to use a fork. She started yelling
at me about how I was teaching her 4 year old son bad habits (which
is darn near impossible, because I'm pretty sure he has learned them
all by now from everyone else), that I'm a pig, I need to start eating
out of a trough, and that I'm fat and disgusting. She continued
to scream a lot of hurtful things and I was still doing my best to
ignore her. I stood up and started getting my DD ready to leave.
I had had enough! When she started calling me a bad mother,
I lost it! My DD is very well behaved for a 4 year old, especially
compared to SIL's two little ones. BACKGROUND: Her now
6 year old son was looking at this new toy that he had received for
Xmas last year, when his mother took it from him to help him put it
together (some sort of racetrack). He stood up and very seriously
looked at his own mother and said, "I could kill you, you know."
He was 5 at the time. Her now 4 year old (the two boys are about
2 years apart) told a cop, after his mother was pulled over, to take
a flying leap and called him a couple of names (some choice words
that would make a sailor blush). He was 2 at the time.
I fired back and reminded her of her children's behavior. She
was getting louder and more abusive, and when I tried to stand up
for myself, she decided that I was "trespassing" and called
the police on me! So I walked out and she came running behind
me, screaming insult after insult about my weight, my mother, and
anything else she could think of. I just ignored her and waited
across the street for the police so that I could tell them my side.
My DH was very insistent that we wait, because one time after he had
a fight with her he left to calm down and she called the police, claiming
that he had beaten her! So, we waited and I explained to the
officer what happened. He told me that she said that she never
wants me on her property again. But he also said that we are
family, and at some point we should make up. HA! A few
weeks later she called me wanting to know if I wanted to go shopping
with her. No apology or anything! My DH said that this
is how his family is - no apology and nobody ever says, "I love
you." But that is not how I was raised. It's been
almost a year now, and I still haven't been over there. Best
year of my life.
Frequent
Fry Her TM - birdy,
3 of 4 needed/Posted: 13-DEC-06
About 5 years ago, right after my DH proposed, I found
out that I was pregnant. As soon as FSIL had found out, she
started demanding a paternity test. I never did anything to
make anyone think that I was fooling around. But, she even went
as far as to say that she was going to take some strands of hair from
a brush that I had left at her house and some hair from my DH while
he was sleeping. FDH was furious and told her to mind her own
business. He said that there was no need. It was eventually
dropped a few days later, but I stopped leaving things at her house.
Now my DD is 4, and there is no mistaking that she is his.
Frequent
Fry Her TM - birdy,
4 of 4 needed/Posted: 24-DEC-06
One night, DH and I were sitting around watching a
movie when SIL called and asked if she could come over and use our
stove. Her electricity and gas had been shut off, and we only
lived a couple of blocks away, so it was convenient for them (and,
of course, silly DH ok'd this). When SIL arrived, she brought
her DH, her two heathen sons, and her own pasta to cook. My
DH went into the kitchen to say hello and to make us some popcorn.
A few minutes later I went into the kitchen to say hello and saw the
popcorn sitting on the table, all ready to go. I picked up the
bag, and went back into the living room to finish watching the movie.
I had just sat down when SIL started demanding that her family put
on their coats and leave immediately. When I asked what happened,
DH just shrugged his shoulders and gave me a "don't know, don't
care". Apparently, the popcorn sitting on the table was
for her eldest DS for his dinner. But how was I supposed to
know?! SIL called me up and told me that I ruined his dinner,
I stole from him, I forced her to spend money on a happy meal that
she's going to want back, etc., etc. I tried to apologize and
explain that I didn't realize it was his, that I thought my DH had
made it for us, and I offered her the popcorn in my cabinet.
She gave me an explanation that basically said that my popcorn wasn't
good enough. I also explained that I thought that's what she
brought the pasta over for, and she yelled at me about how her DS
only wants popcorn right now, and then hung up on me. Over the
next hour or so she continued to harass me by calling and hanging
up, knocking on my door, ringing my bell and trying to just barge
in (I kept the door locked). She even went as far as to tell
me that she was calling the police and having me arrested because
I stole from her as well as her DS. I had borrowed her fax machine
before, and she was going to use that in her claim. So, I took
it and put it outside my door when she told me that she was going
to the police. Finally DH had had enough, and the last time
she called, he picked up and told her to grow up and quit her games,
or she was never allowed near his family or home again. She
hung up, but was calling back a week later, trying to play nicey.
I suspect she needed to borrow money. Good thing DH is kind
of a miser in that dept. It was a long time before I could eat
popcorn again.
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