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Mother-In-Law Mall
A place to find great gifts!
and products related to mothers-in-law and other family members.
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Mother-In-Law Stories
March 26, 2006
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Worst gift: For Xmas
my MIL gave me her recently deceased aunt's (who was in her 80's)
nightgown. The worst part was that I opened it up and found that
it was unwashed and had a hair on it!!!!
Signed - Hair Today,
Gone Tomorrow
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When my DH and I were
first dating, my MIL would shut the door in my face when DH and
I would come over. She'd open the door, see him, and make a huge
ordeal about welcoming him. Then she would say, "Oh, what
you'd bring her here for?" Then she'd shut the door in my
face. I think that she thought she was being funny, but since my
DH and I had just gotten together, it really hurt my feelings.
Then, when we were planning our wedding, my sister asked my soon-to-be
MIL to help plan the bridal shower. She proceeded to suggest that
we hold the shower at MY house (we had JUST moved in), and she would
bring the cake and punch. So, on the day of MY shower I had to
clean my own house and put up my own decorations. Then MIL showed
up at the front door and said, "Do you mind if I take a shower?"
So, while she was getting ready, my mom and sister were busy getting
the house ready. To top it off, she didn't bring any punch and
it was a hot July day. We had to scramble to put some soft drink
concoction together for everyone, while all the guests were dying
of thirst. At least she brought the cake, although it couldn't
have been uglier. It had a giant blue umbrella on it reading, "Showers
of Wishes".
Signed - What Did I Do
To Deserve Such A Mean MIL?
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Worst gift: This past
Christmas my weird, hateful MIL made a big production about passing
out special gifts to me and my BIL's new GF. She gave me several
wrapped presents, but only one small one to GF. She wanted me to
open mine first, in a certain order. I was leery. My sister was
with us, and looked at me funny, because I had this big pile of
gifts GF only had one. #1 was an old granny purse (by old, I mean
out of the bottom of her closet). #2 was a rickety pair of sewing
scissors from the dollar store (they were broken in the package).
#3 was a set of dollar store thank you cards. #4, 5, 6, and 7 were
the pieces of a nice tea set (that I had just gotten her for her
birthday - she collects them). Everyone was admiring the tea set,
while she smiled this big grin. I said nothing, trying to figure
out if she remembered that I had just given her the tea set and
wondering what was up with the other stuff. I did get the dig with
the Thank You cards. My sister gave me this perplexed look. The
GF opened her gift: A gold and pearl bracelet. She was stunned
and thrilled. My sister whispered to me, "At least she got
you that tea set. She wanted to give you something precious."
I told her, "Heck yes, it was! I just special ordered it for
her, because I thought it was special and thought that she'd be
thrilled!" Later, MIL caught me in the corner, by myself,
like she always does, and asked me if I knew the "significance"
of the gifts. I was afraid to answer. I said, "I guess I
am kind of confused, especially about the tea set that I thought
you'd like." She said, "I gave you back the tea set because
I don't need a thing from you! And the purse means that you should
get a better job and make some money to go in it! The scissors
- I wish you'd cut your hair. The thank you cards - you should
thank me for all I do for you!" I knew that was coming! Then
she stormed off. She does this so often, out of ear shot of everyone
else. I look like the fool when I lash back. Of course, I confided
in my sister, and later we had a little "you go girl"
upstairs. Before the evening was over, my sister met me upstairs
with a thank you card. She had written this brilliant little note,
trying to copy my handwriting: Please keep the tea set that I picked
out especially for you. You can just stick a tea bag in it and
enjoy! I'm sorry the scissors were broken. I like my hair long.
Thank You. And thanks, especially, for the purse. I will keep
it always, as it reminds me of you, even if it is just a -bag.
This holiday has reminded me that I REALLY do have EVERYTHING I
need! Hugs! I laughed, but I said that I couldn't possibly give
it to her. My sister said, "Too bad! This is a copy! I gave
the other to your MIL's sister! She knew something was up when
GF got the bracelet, and she's in the other bedroom chewing your
MIL out!"
Signed - This One's Gotta
Take The Cake!
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