The Gold Digger is back with another one from her in-law files.
Her father-in-law had surgery recently and was upset because “not one health care worker, including docs, RNs, and other personnel knew the difference between lie and lay and how to use them correctly.”
Yes, even though he had surgery, he was more concerned with the medical professionals’ grammar than with their medical knowledge and the quality of his care.
We here at CFA HQ saw this blog post about … well …. it’s just too much to explain, so trust us and go read it. Enjoy.
Here’s an interesting story from an anonymous reader:
My mother in law is a whole 50 years old. She’s super slutty (and my husband doesn’t see it).
I wish she hadn’t come to my wedding. That way she wouldn’t have picked up the best man — everyone noticed — and sleep with him in my house.
Beat that.
Here’s a great story from a CFA reader:
So, my mother-in-law is on Facebook. She’s an interesting woman. I love her to pieces, I’m very blessed to have in-laws I get along with and like to hang out with, but she does tend to be a little odd from time to time.
So a while back, maybe a year or two ago, I posted about a crazy mega-headache I was having. I’d had it, on and off, for days at this point, and I posted something fairly inane like, “This headache I’ve had for 3 days is getting old. It could go away anytime now…” And a few friends commented with the equally inane crap you say to a friend with a minor physical issue, things like, “Booooo!” and “That sucks!” and “Hope you feel better soon!”
Not my MIL, though. Instead, she comments for all my other friends and family to see, “I’ve heard really good, wild sex will help with that!” I shuddered. I showed it to my husband, and he shuddered. I’m pretty sure we did NOT take her advice that night – hard to feel sexy after hearing your MIL talk about wild sex.
(Follow-up: Now her children use this incident to tease her all the time. She’s not bothered by such teasing and stands by her advice to this day.)
Today’s tale comes once again from the Gold Digger. Her in-laws were kind enough to tell their son (Gold Digger’s husband) that:
… he doesn’t know he isn’t happy. Also, he made a mistake in marrying me.
And also:
…. I was supposed to guess that they didn’t like me the first time we met and work to earn their approval but it’s too late now. Too late.
Clearly, the Gold Digger is absolutely cratered by this news.
Here’s another reader submission:
When my boyfriend and I were first dating, he once happened to mention to me that his mother used to make him the same cake every year for his birthday and how much he liked it. As his birthday approached, I talked to his mother (whom I had met) and asked if she would be willing to share her recipe with me so that I could make her son the cake he liked so much. She kindly shared the recipe and then followed up with a couple of phone calls to go over the finer details with me.
The day before my boyfriend’s birthday, his mother called me and said she’d ordered him an ice cream cake and asked me to go pick it up for her (she lived far away). There was no mention of the cake that she knew I was baking him.
I picked up that cake alright, but he knew better than to eat one bite of it.
Love can make you do stupid things.
Things like staying up all night talking on the phone with your beloved…
…Or driving two hours across the state to buy a rare copy of your beloved’s favorite album on vinyl…
… Or possibly even getting a tattoo of your beloved’s name on your body.
But helping your spouse hide a body should not be one of those stupid things.
