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Mother-In-Law Stories
March 14, 2010
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2010
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This is one of my favorite
MIL stories. DH and I still laugh about it. Sorry that it's kind
of long. About 5 years ago, my MIL, SIL, BIL and the golden child
(MIL's favorite grandchild) came to my house for Thanksgiving.
MIL, SIL and BIL and I all live in different states, so they were
staying with us for a few days. It was joy (gag). At the time,
one of my girls was 3 and the other was a little over a year. On
Thanksgiving Day, we had a bunch of people at our house. It was
my family and the outlaws. Well, with all the cooking and all the
people there, the house got pretty warm. So, at the end of the
evening, when my family left, DH opened a window in our living room
to cool the house down. It was pretty toasty in there. We live
on top of a hill, and the wind can really whip through the window
sometimes. My 4 year old DD and DN (golden child) were standing
in front of the window, letting the breeze blow their hair around.
It was a cool breeze, but not cold. It was pretty mild for November.
My crazy MIL started screaming at my DH to close the window and
get those kids away from the window, because they were going to
get ear infections. DH told her that they would not get ear infections
from a little wind. She was screaming that they will (she has a
really annoying voice). I backed up my DH and said that they wouldn't
get sick. BTW, our oldest DD never had an ear infection, but my
younger one had them all the time - we knew about ear infections).
So, she smirked at me at said, "Then how do you get them?"
I said, "From viruses or bacteria, per our doctor." She
told me that this was the stupidest thing she had ever heard of
- getting an ear infection from a virus. DH did not close the window
right then. He left it open until the house was comfortable. MIL
made the golden child move and tried to move our DD, but DH made
MIL leave her alone. He told MIL that DD was fine, it was only
a few minutes, after all. She didn't like that. She does not like
that she can't take over our kids and our house, like she can SIL's.
So, SIL, BIL and GC left right after Thanksgiving. MIL stayed (oh,
why did I agree to it?!!). I went back to work on Monday, leaving
DH and my girls with MIL. I had set some hamburger out to defrost
before I left for work, and called DH to have him put it in the
fridge once it was defrosted. When I called him, he told me that
MIL had said that she'd make meatloaf for dinner, since she didn't
know what else that I'd do with the burger. I told DH "no"
to the meatloaf. I wanted burgers on the grill. It was nice out,
and I wanted one. DH said "OK". Well, I got home and
MIL was not happy. I won't let her take over my kitchen. I'm funny
about that, and hate other people messing around in my kitchen.
So, since hubby was grilling burgers, I put some fries in the oven.
MIL wanted baked beans. I let that slide a little (she didn't ask,
she just got them out and put them in the oven). She did question
why I needed fries, when she was making baked beans. The reason
was because I want them, and it's my house. Keep in mind, these
are canned baked beans, and they are good ones. As I was taking
the fries out of the oven, she said something about the mess that
the beans were making (in my oven) and that was the only bad thing
about making them. I said, "That's why I didn't make them
in the oven." She got snotty and said, "Then how do you
make them?" I said, "In a pan, on the stove." I
will never forget this. She looked at me and said, "Well,
I like BAKED beans," and actually stuck her nose into the air
and walked off with her baked beans. I don't think that I'd ever
seen anyone actually stick their nose in the air like that. Whatever,
lady. We sat down to eat. She asked DH at least 3 times if he
liked the baked beans. He told her that they were good (after all,
we eat them all the time). Then she'd say, "Aren't they good
cooked like that?" He looked at her a little funny and said,
"Sure." Then she smirked at me. She also wouldn't talk
to me the rest of the night. Darn! She left the next day. I told
DH about the baked beans after he got home from taking her to the
airport. I was cooking dinner. He said that he was wondering why
she was going on about the beans. So, he promised me that the next
time she came, he was going to sit in front of an open window with
canned baked beans that I cooked, and eat them straight from the
pan that I cooked them in. I love that man!!
Signed - She Likes BAKED
Beans!
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