I'm sure my mother-in-law lives to make me miserable. I thought writing about her might be cathartic.
And then I thought: How great would that be if I created a blog, and then other people could tell me how much they hate my mother-in-law, too? Like a fan club. Except instead of thinking she's fabulous, we all just want to stab punch her.
And then I thought: How awesome would it be if other people read the blog and then tell me how much they hate their own mothers-in-law? And I figured that would be fucking fantastic, because everybody wins.
You may know me by my real name, but you must never mention that here.
Love the blog. It's like one I've started, but yours is better.
Aww! My first spiteful comment! It's like a bloggy badge of honor! Thanks for hatin'!Rose C'est La Viesaid...
I think the whole goddamn lot of you are neurotic judgmental panickers. A suppository is a little 'bomb' of pure gelatine, that's all. It is not child abuse. The MIL had successfully brought up her own children without loss apparently. Child rearing fashions change. Mothers were a lot less fastidious but not necessarily fucking crazy bitches. And you have no proof what the orange medicine was. Was your kid hospitalized after all your screaming ab-dabs? I don't think so.
kmoyesaid... Too bad you didn't remind her that her son doesn't mind your size, seeing how he screwed you senseless the night before. That would have shut her hole.
bernthissaid... that fact that your hubs has not stabbed this woman in her sleep in a fucking miracle