Post by starrieskies on Dec 26, 2012 18:56:56 GMT -5
I learned that my IL's think I look really good in cotton candy pink... I don't know why they would think this since there was nothing in my closet that color...
I learned that I hate traveling on Christmas Day especially when it's over a snowy pass and our chains break so we have to drive 20 mph with our flashers on while praying that the knot H tied on our chains holds. Fun times. :-|
That you should stay put when it's snowing like hell instead of driving into it. Brought to you by dl, who drove with her dh for almost 7 hours today and only 125 miles and is spending the night in nowhere Virginia. At least is a king bed!
I learned that we're SOL on snow AGAIN. We were right on the rain/wintry mix line.
I also learned that some people define Orlando by its proximity to the Holy Land Experience and not its proximity to Disney.
Oh, and I like ham now. And an island drink made with dried flowers and ginger.
ETA: Almost forgot: my dad is one gullible dude. My mom bought him a "portable coupon organizer" but it's really a glorified purse. She wrapped it up anyways and called it a satchel. He has promised to use it. This could get interesting.
My dad us SUPER excited about becoming a grandpa. Includes belly rubbing with a wondrous look on his face and his pride at picking out a toy for The Triplets.
My MIL's made in America stance is getting fucking comical. She almost didn't buy my Uggs because they're made in China, bought H and BIL. A tool specifically because it was made in America and a similar one Sears was peddling was made elsewhere, and she went on a 15 min rant about how much better her broccoli casserole was because the broccoli she made it with for Thanksgiving was grown in Mexico and the ones this time were grown in the USA.
Post by PinkSquirrel on Dec 27, 2012 0:02:52 GMT -5
It makes me so happy that you've accepted fate and are finally referring to them as the triplets ;P I didn't learn much, but was reminded how much I hate my MIL
I didn't learn much, but was reminded how much I hate my MIL
Ding! This year, ILs got Christmas, and my parents got Thanksgiving. ILs are in town; my parents are out-of-state and relatively close to MIL's awesome parents. MIL has already told us that next year, she and FIL will head to MIL's parents for Christmas. (MIL translator: she expects that we will go over to her parent's house for Christmas because MIL & FIL will have driven X hours to be in the same state as us.) Love DH, though: "she doesn't get it. Christmas next year is with your parents."
Post by partiallysunny on Dec 27, 2012 7:15:07 GMT -5
I have know my mom feel competitive with me (since I've been pregnant), I just never knew why.
I figured out it's my dad. He compares us all the time. Why doesn't my mom get the same cabinet in her bathroom that I have? Why doesn't my mom cook healthier, like I do? Doesn't her cheesecake taste different then mine?
So my mom gets back at ME with Christmas presents: clothes two sizes too big and a mask kit for wrinkles and age spots.
I learned that being around too many dogs for too long makes me itchy, especially when said dogs are all scratching at imaginary mites. I've been checking my legs frequently since to see if I have little bites.
Post by partiallysunny on Dec 27, 2012 8:16:11 GMT -5
Oh, and I also learned H's grandmother is a bitch. I mean, I've always thought so, mostly because she has never been very nice to me, but now I know for sure.
She made a comment to me about my cookies being better than my MIL's. In front of MIL. Who is her own daughter. I mumbled something like "which is very flattering, because MIL's cookies are amazing" and ran away.
Right after, MIL went home sick. She told H it was because her mother stressed her out.
I just reinforced what I've known all along: that our tradition of me spending Christmas with my family (4 hours away) and H spending it with his family (30 min away) is still the way to go. He's an RN and usually works Christmas Eve or Day anyway. We'll do something together this weekend.
Also: mimosas on Christmas Day. That's something I learned that I can't believe we never thought of before.
It makes me so happy that you've accepted fate and are finally referring to them as the triplets ;P
I've given up, PS. But let me tell ya, if I give birth to this kid and two extras pop out... two of my lovely TIP ladies better expect a very special delivery!
I learned my MIL asks my SIL to make things for a family dinner but never asks me to. I always offer and am met with "You don't have to, but if you want to that's fine.". But with SIL it's "I can't keep my hand out of that bowl anytime you make them!".
I am also a bit disappointed that they gave DH a 12 pack of beer (the Sam Adams winter collection) and I got a "meh" gift basket with food/coffee in it. I'lll probably be the one drinking the beer