I have learned to live with it. At least we only see her once a year. I feel bad becuase it is my DH mother but, it is hard sometimes for him to take care.

You guys crack me up!! Good advice though!!! My DMIL passed away a few yrs. ago to cancer. I loved her dearly, but sometimes she said things quickly without thinking. I know some she didn't mean to hurt and some she did. I just took it from the source it came from and moved on. One time we were at an Athletic Banquet for my daughter at school and she was sitting across from an old friend of hers and he was complementing me for my daughter being "beautiful". My MIL stepped in and said-"oh she doesn't get that from her mother-she gets it from MY side of the family!!!" I was SOOOO annoyed, but instead of embarassing myself or her-I got up and left for a few minutes to cool off. Anyway, I hated the comment and she knew I was angry, so I just acted like I could have cared less and she got my point.
But I would have just killed her with kindness and said with a SMILE "why yes I have-how nice of you to notice".

My boyfriend's mother is WONDERFUL. She's so supportive and wants me to be happy. She truely is a blessing in my life. Her mother on the other hand.... *grumbles*

I gained weight from the first time that she saw me, and when she saw me the 2nd time she INSISTED that I was pregnant. She was like, "Are you SURE that you're not pregnant?!"

Ergh... Of course... she's skinny as a beanpole.

something tells me I might not like the idea of marriage one day...

Dude, veggie, I'm NOT looking forward to marriage if **** on earth MILs are to be dealt with. There's more negative than positive here! Sigh. Don't these MILs realize that THEY once had MILs and they should kinda, maybe sorta NOT be so mean so they can end the mean ol' MIL stereotype? Sheesh...

omg, I love this thread.. hehe

Everytime I see my boyfriends mother she tells me about how she's going to start exercising/dieting again, which I don't mind hearing.. but it's hard to hear the same thing over and over again.. The best ever though... she knew I was looking to buy a treadmill or elliptical trainer, she sent me a text msg because she was getting rid of her treadmill and asked me if I wanted it, I texted her back after I was done work, and by the time I got home she'd already sold it to someone else. I was SO upset, I really wanted that treadmill, and she KNEW how much I wanted it too. I would have even paid for it. Grrr!!!

-Aimee

swimgirl.....I made the mistake of letting my MIL know about a downfilled ski vest I wanted to buy my husband. MIL said she was going shopping and wouldn't mind picking it up as I had described perfectly. She then wrapped it and gave it to him ....from herself!!!! Pissed me right off!!!! Of course that was just at the beginning of the marriage, now? I would let her have it. I never said boo about it, but boy was I mad. hehe...everytime dh wears the downfilled ski vest I make some comment about.....hmm, thats a really nice vest. where did you get that? and we both have a good laugh about it.

Wow glad I'm not alone. I love my mil, but she too has the "Foot in the Mouth Disease". She speaks before thinking ALL the time.

and then another christmas, which has nothing to do with my weight, but just another MIL story, she gave me her USED 13 year old vaccume cleaner for my Christmas present!!! Nothin says lovin...!"Quote

You got to Love them don't WE?hehehehe

You would think on how they were treated by their MIL they would understand but I guess it is just normal. I wonder what my DH thinking about my mom and dad. HUMMMM

Mel....OH NO SHE DIDN'T!!! hehe...:rofl: that is soooo funny, I mean not funny ha ha....but funny you gotta laugh or you would cry!!! My MIL gave me something that resembled a denim smock with patch pockets one year and I sold it at a yard sale the next week!!! I did bring it into work to show my coworkers and we all had a laugh and thought how subconsciously she wanted me to be pregnant again!!

OK, so I don't get along the greatest with my MIL, but she is basically a good person. She does, however, suffer from diarrhea of the mouth like other MILs that have been described. Her lips move before her brain catches up, really. I lost 50 lbs a few years ago. She had really been complimentary about it, then she asks "how much have you lost total?" I replied " Oh about 50 lbs or so." As if I hadn't counted every single stinkin' pound. Then she days, "50 lbs?! But you still have so much more to lose!!"

ouch. That's all I have to say! :dizzy:

R U sure your MIL is not mine....

I couldn't resist sharing this story after reading this thread...

Luckily, my boyfriend's mom is very cool and we can talk about weight stuff without her making weird comments. We even did the South Beach diet together for awhile. BUT...his great aunt (who has been like a mom to him) is another story. Sometimes I wonder if she knows what she's saying and is trying to be mean, or if she is just clueless. On to the story...

One day when we were over her house (this was back when we still lived in the same state as she does), she wanted to show me a skirt she bought on sale without trying it on first. She said she didn't feel like trying it on and it was a really good bargain, so she bought it. It was a size 12 (my size) and she is normally more like a size 10. Well...she was laughing and said that she should have tried on the skirt first because it was so HUGE. She was laughing the whole time. She goes and gets the skirt and is basically carrying on about how HUGE it is and how funny it was that she even bought it in the first place. Yeah...that made me feel just great. Oh, and she knew that I'm a size 12, too. By the way...this was all while my boyfriend was fixing something for her upstairs. She never acts like this when he's around.

OK...one more story I just thought of. Back when I was doing the South Beach diet, my boyfriend's great aunt seemed fascinated with the whole thing and kept asking me lots of questions about it. She was thinking of doing the diet too, and she talked about diets she had tried in the past. Now, this woman doesn't really need to lose weight, and she knows that. In fact, she'd ask me about the diet every once and awhile, and when I was done answering her questions, she'd say, "Well, I'm not fat" basically saying that I was!! Grrr... I never got that...why ask me about the diet and then say that??!!

LOL Beth! A geographic impossibility. Maybe they're long lost evil twins? :s: Whaddya think? :D

My MIL and I don't get along AT ALL. :mad:

She's an extremely critical person anyway and lives to pick everyone apart (gee, what a happy person she must be!) and is generally one of the most hateful people I've ever known between her racism, xenophobia, homophobia and general belief that she sits well above everyone she meets. Well of course, she started in on me about my weight. She told me I was too fat and that I "let" her son get too fat (he only gained 7lbs after moving in with me, geez!) and that I need to make him eat better because we're both too fat and she doesn't want a fat son or daughter in law! She is NOT subtle, let me tell you. She said a few other appalling things but my brain tries hard to block it out. I said a few choice words including, "Look, woman: those who live in FAT HOUSES shouldn't throw stones" and "Your son -- who might I remind you is also MY husband -- is a grown man and decides for himself what he's going to do with his weight... do I look like f'ing June Cleaver to you?" That was the nicer sentences I strung together that evening. She was banned from my house at that very moment until she could respect me and shut up with her criticizing me (it's not only my weight she critisized, that was just the bad button). So far, she's not gotten any further invites and that was 2 years ago. So now she's all buddy buddy with her other daughter in law who is not only exactly like her, but bent to the will of the MIL and got gastric bypass because the MIL convinced her she was a fat slob and was disgracing the family. Such a lovely lady, isn't she?

She really screwed me up that day, though I would rather die than ever let her get the satisfaction of knowing she got to me and I reverted back to bulimia and binge/restrict cycles after her BS. I had been doing ok with my eating disorder for well over a year until her. I have yet to get it back in control like it was before she opened her big mouth. It was like opening a flood gate.

Thank goodness that woman lives 1500 miles away or I would divorce the hubby on grounds that his mother is the anti-christ. :mad: