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Mother-In-Law Stories
March 29, 2010
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The ILs retired and settled
into fusty habits. Some were quite unsettling. They didn't buy
sugar at the grocery store anymore. MIL didn't do baking, or even
very much cooking, since the kids had flown the nest. Their supply
of sugar came from fast food restaurants. They'd go for fast food
at least 4 times a week. Every time, MIL stuffed her big plastic
purse with as many tiny packets of sugar, salt, pepper, mustard
and ketchup as she could. She had a whole box of those little packets
under the sink, in a cardboard box. She kept it full. She'd stock
up on paper napkins, too. I'd see her pull out fistfuls of napkins
from the dispensers in the fast-food restaurant. She'd stash the
napkins in her purse. Once we left and piled into the car, she'd
tightly pack the glove compartment with a fresh supply. MIL carried
the rest into the house, where they joined her hoard of paper napkins.
About half of them were reused. I know they were reused because
I saw them. Not that I wanted to see. At dinnertime, she'd pull
out napkins from that stash. I swear, half the time she'd put USED
paper napkins on the table! She didn't mind, but DH sure did!
He lost patience and snapped, "Oh-Moth-errrr!" He got
up from the table and replaced his used napkin with a clean one.
He brought me a clean one, too. Then, he offered clean ones to
Mom and Dad. They refused, shrilling, "No-no-no!!! What we
got is clean!" Momma was really, really pissed. She squawked,
"Whaddy-you, crazy? My napkins ain't dirty! They can't be
dirty. I'm a good, clean woman! So what if they gotta little germs
on-'m? A few germs never hurt nobody. Look at us. That's why
we're so healthy! Besides, I always fold up my napkins nice and
neat!" Sorry, I guess I'm not bright enough to grasp MIL's
logic. She reused (gulp) PAPER PLATES, too! I couldn't believe
it when I saw her wiping off paper plates with her smelly old dishrag
and stacking them up! When DH called her on that, too, she got
pissed all over again and gave him the same old tired spiel about,
"A few germs never hurt nobody." DH gave up. When the
ILs became too frail to manage their house, they had to go to assisted
living. Guess who got to clear out their house? I did. The mountains
of useless old cr@p I found made me so sad. I cried while I was
working. Going through their hoards I found literally THOUSANDS
of used paper napkins, and stacks and stacks of used paper plates
with rubber bands around them. The rubber bands had deteriorated,
and the used paper plates were stuck together. EEEeeee-yewww!
Signed - Dear God, Please
Save Me From Fusty Habits When I'm An Old Crock
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Worst gift: My MIL gave
me lingerie (a bra and thong panties) at my wedding shower. It
wasn't a women only bridal shower. There were men there, too, along
with the pastor's wife! MIL also wrote on the package that it was
from one of her other sons, although . . .
Signed - I Know She Bought
It
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