I know that this is the most stressful MIL time of the year. So here is a haiku to get you through! Post your own if you like. Merry Christmas to all the DILs out there! --Milly
Sweaters the wrong size,
mittens and stinky perfume.
Drink wine and just smile.
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I have been peeking in on your blog. I need help. Nothing I do seems right, all my husband does is purrrfect. I feel insensitive, exacting, spiteful and stingy around her. She treats me as if I am a raging militant left wing socialist - or worse - athiest!
I am none of these. I hate being evangelized to. I hate being reminded of my kids who might be more 'modern'. I hate hearing how my son is a computer addict. I hate hearing the kids described as pot heads, lazy, theives or alchoholics. I disliked overhearing her tell her own family of her in laws flaws. I am annoyed at her spending style, and amazed she does not realize the percentage she wastes on junk - and then complains of not having enough money to visit us. I hate it that her family and kids are cannonized saints while 2 of my sons and myself surely must beheading to reserrved VIP box seats in a very warm place after life.
Your blog brings humor, comfort, good ideas and a sense of community. I enjoy the hysterical stories I can relate to especially. These are truly medicinal.
Thank you Milly @ MIL Survival Blog!
That Girl
Hey Girl-
I am glad our blog can offer you some comfort. My MIL has been a part of my life for 15 years now, and I am just starting to understand 2 very important things about our relationship.
1) I cannot change her. She will not change.
2) My RESPONSE to her can change.
I know that it is incredibly hard to do, but pretend in those horrid moments that she is someone else's mother in law (I like to pretend that she is my SIL's MIL but not mine). It helps you take things less personally and enables you to be more objective, and to find the ridiculousness in what she is dishing out. If you get worked up…SHE WINS! Let's not let her win. ;)--Milly
My SIL was here for the weekend. And my MIL is in panic attack, she's so happy that she can't contain it, she expects everyone specialy me to act the same way too. Now she's giving me the look, staring at me with that angry wrinkled cruel a di vil look on me, cause I didn't open the shoes that my SIL bought for my kid right away then uttered " OW SHES NOT EXCITED , I GUeSs" ... why does she have to ba such a ................. I just don't like talking to her at all, Sometimes I don't even want to look at her.. It gives me such bad mood.
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