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MIL Drama Update

Thanks so much for your support. I took a chance by posting about my MIL and you guys were so kind and supportive. I was surprised to see so many of you have the same problems/situations as I do with MIL's. It's amazing. I guess I should say 'People' are amazing.

I've been seriously contemplating writing her a letter and giving her 'my side' of the story. It wouldn't be used as a means for getting to go off on her (though that would be nice) but just to respond to all of the accusations, etc, that she made while on the phone with me. I felt somewhat blind-sided by what she did. But as I continue to mull over this whole drama in my head I am coming to the conclusion of not doing anything. I know it won't do any good. That wasn't the reason for doing it. It was to be able to respond, give my 2 cents if you will. But I think it will just make me madder in the end. It will just rehash more shit that doesn't need to be rehashed. Let her be the fool who opens her mouth. For a change, I'll be the one to be quiet. And I'm not a quiet person.

I think it will just be easier to let this die. Of course it will be filed away in my mental Rolodex and the next time I am sending out handmade cards with pics of the kids on them, or a cute email that I could share about something my kids did, I'll just bypass her. This is so against my fiber, but I must do it in order to keep myself from getting hurt. I must keep a barrier up. Don't get me wrong. They'll still get the typical birthday cards and presents and holidays will be recognized, but nothing extra. These people are my husband's parents, not mine. We will never see eye-t0-eye and the quicker that I learn to keep them at a distance, the better off I am.

It pains me!

By the way, I do have some blogger awards that have been given to me and I'll attach them in a separate post. Thanks so much for reading, commenting and supporting. It's nice to know that I'm not alone and not crazy..........well at least not alone...the crazy part is yet to be determined!

XOXOXO
Mad About Plaid Girl

A Bit Deeper...

I've kept this blogging thing somewhat 'light' because I'm never sure who is going to read it. My husband reads it, and I'm usually okay with it, though sometimes I wish he didn't. Sometimes I wish it could be 'our little secret--just between us girls'. A girl needs to vent. And that is what I'm about to do:

Here's the story. I don't even know how or where to start. I am having MIL drama. We live about 6 1/2 hours from the in-laws and see them every so often. We had a plan to go and see them this past July when I find out from my MIL that she feels like we use them. Yes, you read it right. She mentions this in passing to my hubby over the phone and when he tells me all that she said I'm like 'hey, back the truck up..she said WHAT?" So, I decide to calmly call her. I tell her that Husband told me that they feel used when we come and visit them. She said that it's not only her but my FIL too. I talk to FIL and he says that he feels used 'sometimes.'

Now let me explain something to you. We live 6 1/2 hours from them. We visit them, ohhh let's say maybe 3 times a year. Husband's brother and sister and their families live there, too. We usually go there, stay about 3 or 4 days. We visit everyone. I'm somewhat close to my SIL so we do some things just us. We usually all have dinner together, and do some stuff together--shopping, check out downtown, that sort of stuff. Many times we've gone there because it was someone's graduation, a bike race, some event going on.

We were going there this time because it was hubby's 20 year high school reunion. So, when I call and ask her this she says yes. Apparently they don't like it that we go and do other things while we are there. Now let me inform you that we do things with them. Sometimes I'll do some things with the MIL, sometimes I'll do things with the SIL. Husband goes and runs errands with his dad or does yard work, etc. I guess what this is coming down to is that they feel like when we go there that we just use them to sleep in their house and then go run around and do stuff.

Well, yes we do go and do stuff...with them. We have never asked them to watch our kids or anything. But we found out that apparently they want us to do more stuff with them.

Don't you think ya could've found a different way to say that?

I know you guys don't know me too well, but let me tell you one thing. I'm a giver. I try to be a really good person. I take the time to send cards 'just because'. I make homemade things for presents when I can. I email updates. I take pictures and send them. I make courtesy phone calls. I have my son call them. I encourage him to make cards, form relationships with them. I even went to Hilton Head one time BY MYSELF to see them and stayed in a room with my 2 children and nephew and breastfed my daughter in the middle of the night with the son and nephew sleeping in the bed next to me and my husband wasn't there.....I went for him....to be nice.........to be a good DIL. Did they help me at all with my kids? Not so much. Will I be doing this again--going over and beyond the DIL call of duty? Not so much.


I told her that in no way would we ever want them to feel like we are using them and that we would not be staying with them for the HS Reunion. Can you believe a parent would say this to a child? I came from a home where it was considered our home........mi casa, su casa.

I'm so hurt. I haven't really said much since then to them. I just can't get over this though. I am struggling with the fact that they think we use them.

And then this past weekend a cousin wanted to go stay with them while he looked into some recruiting of that area's college football team. Is THAT not using someone? I like to call it visiting with perks.

For example: When we lived in Colorado, people would come and visit us and go skiing --without us. Did we feel used? OF course not!

Living here, friends/people have come and stayed with us while they had conventions here. Did we feel used? No, we enjoyed the time they were not at the convention.

We've gone to friend's homes in Orlando and stayed with them and then went to Sea World. Did they feel used? No, they were just bummed that they couldn't go to Sea World with us because of that dang thing called a job!

I'm going to eventually call the MIL. I am going to write down all the things I feel, organize them and make a script type of thing for me to keep my head in order and feelings out there on the table. I feel like she just dropped a bomb on us and then went on about her day, relieved that she'd emptied out her negative feelings on us. I have all these feelings stuffed inside and nowhere to put them.

Here's the problem: will it even make any difference if I talk to her? Probably not...you can't talk rationally to an irrational person. I have to keep telling myself that. She is irrational, selfish and immature....and twice my age.

I'm just so hurt. This is not what a family is like to me. I didn't grow up around this. My parents practically push us out the door to go and do and get away and enjoy what the area has to offer or visit with friends. We go and do as we please and they tell us that their house is as much ours as it is theirs. They tell us to leave the kids and go--enjoy some free time.

Hubby, I'm sorry if you are upset that I'm blogging about this, but it is better than calling up the MIL, wouldn't you say?

I have prayed about this quite a bit too. I am just hurt. I'm sure I've not told you everything about it because I can't remember it all, but I hope this all sounds clear.

After a day or two, my husband called them and told them that we wouldn't be going on our yearly family vacation with them because we don't want them to feel used. He also made the following arrangements (which are ridiculous by the way, but apparently necessary):
#1. We will only visit them when invited.
#2. We will stay in a hotel (I'm so looking forward to spending my money on a mother-freaking hotel stay)
#3. We will have an agreed-upon agenda and if there is a spot in there that there aren't plans with them then we can do whatever the hell we want.

Doesn't that sound inviting? Don't you want to go visit with us?

Pray for me girlfriends. I need it.

Here Comes the Bowling Mama!

We went bowling as a family yesterday. Because my children are still so young, it is hard to find stuff to do that we can all enjoy as a family. Combine this with the fact that there is NOTHING to do in our town except go to Chick-Fil-A and play in the nasty playhouse or go to the mall and let Big Brother ride the 50cent ride-on toys makes it even harder. Anyhow, like I said, we went bowling.

Big Brother LOVES it! They are all high-tech there now so the 'bumpers' for the little kids automatically go up or down depending on whose turn it is. That is cool. So, Daddy, me and Big Brother played while Miss Bug cheered us on and ate Cheerios. It has been at least 8 years since Husband or I have played.

So here are our scores the best I can remember (and will get corrected once Husband reads this because I know he will):
Mommy 86
Daddy 70
Big Brother 63--and would've been more but he got a foul or two when the rack he used to roll the bowling ball hit the mark causing the machine to give him a foul :(

Yes, I WON! I won!
And this is why it is a big deal---not because all of our scores were quite pitiful, but because Husband is FIERCELY competitive. He is the silent opponent. Half the time he won't even play games with me or our friends because he claims he doesn't like it, but I think it is because he wants to win, win, win! In the past we have played Uno, Trivial Pursuit (which I'm TERRIBLE) and Scene-It Friends Edition and I lose at all of it. But I do love to play games.

I didn't make too big of a deal about winning the bowling because we hadn't played in so long and we were both pretty comical (and pitiful) to watch. (My fave part was how cute we all looked in the bowling shoes and mine actually matched my outfit! )

Then we went into the game room. Big Brother is at the stage where he still doesn't realize you have to put money into the games to play them. It is so cheap for us. Every once in a while we'd give him a coin or two, but for the most part we used up all the coins because we got into some heated rounds of air hockey! It was a hoot! I was having an absolute blast.

So, picture this--Husband is slamming the hockey chip all over the place. I even had him place Miss Bug's stroller behind him when we first started playing because in the past he has knocked pool balls around. I didn't want her to get hit by a flying hockey puck! Several times that I received points it was because he was hitting the dang thing so hard that he was just scoring on himself. It was great. I have to tell you girls, too, that I was doing quite well at defending my goal because I heard the puck hit my little thingy (name anyone for the thing you hold?) several times.

We played 3 games of air hockey. And yes, ladies, I won. I consider it a win for all wife-kind. I was so happy I was clucking like a chicken and cackling like a rooster (or whatever animal it is that cackles). It was killing him, silently, slowly, killing him.

The last time I have beat him at anything in our ten years of marriage was on our first date when I beat him in a game of pool. I hadn't really won anything since. But yesterday, ladies, the tables turned.

Oh yeah, and I'm on Facebook a lot now and there's a game called Word Challenge on there. I beat him at that too. The feeling is glorious, I tell you.

So give me a little high-five long distance. I won for all of us wives who have those competitive husbands! :)

Tropical Storm Fay...

...is here I guess? Kids had no school today. My college roommate/dear friend who lives in Orlando didn't have school Tuesday, Wednesday and then they had it on Thursday. She said Thursday ended up being the worst day yet, but nobody forecasted that one. Then she didn't have school again today. Oh the dear peeps who forecast the weather. It is a toughie!

So, we have had rain all.day.long. I have 2 small children. We have been cooped up in the house practically all.day.long. We have played, played, watch TV, played video game on TV, read, talked on the phone (that would be me), etc. It is a bit boring, you think? Yes, it is.

And so is this post. I'm sorry. That's all I've got. Cancelled the garage sale. Am over that one.

And have I told you that it has rained and we've had to play in the house all. day. long?

By the way, is it a coincidence that my mother-in-law's name is Fay? I think not. You might get that intense scoop sometime soon. I can't hold it in much longer and need to vent to my bloggy friends.

Consignment Sales instead?

My friend came over and said, "Mad about Plaid Girl, are you crazy? You don't want to garage sale this stuff. You want to do a consignment sale. This is good stuff. You'll have to give it away at a garage sale."

So, I went through all my crap and took out the good stuff, then looked up the consignment sales for my area. I'll have to drive an hour, but hey, it will be worth it. I've already started to get the Thomas Take Along stuff together and organize it into little bags to sell. So exciting. There's one in September, so that will be my first. I think I'm more excited about the purchasing part than the selling part. I'll probably buy as much as I sell! :)

So, Thomas and cute boy and girl clothes and shoes are being put in Rubbermaid tubs for the Fall Event!

I'm not really looking forward to the garage sale....seeing all my stuff go for cheap, but I have a lot of stuff that my parents sent this way so hopefully I'll make a buck or two off of their stuff. Plus with Tropical Storm Fay coming we might not even have it at all!

Have you guys done the Consignment Sale? Not the consignment shops, but a huge warehouse deal where it's done within a week and over.

And Clemsongirl, I didn't get rid of all Thomas..I kept all the Thomas wooden track and all the wooden trains (enough for a huge Rubbermaid full). I couldn't get rid of it all.........will have it for the grandkids and my son when he is a real-live grown up (imagine that!). I'm too sentimental to get rid of it all, but I did get rid of all the Take Along. At least I have it boxed up for now to go....