Saturday, January 9, 2010

HAAAPPY Birthday

It was the MIL's birthday yesterday. Oh my gosh, it was so...well, once again: RIDICULOUS! She gets up in the morning and says in the card her husband gave her, she didn't like what he said and thought it was really rude. What he had said was that since they were going to go to a restaurant that gave a free burger for your birthday, dinner was on him! (ha ha! He was trying to be funny.) Apparently, that was really rude. But instead of talking to the guy she's been married to for 50 years, she just fumed over it and talked behind his back. So when it was time for us to go out to dinner, she's acting all mopey and jerky and everyone's all do you really want to go? And she ho hums and says yeah, lets go. So we go. We get there, we get ready to order, the waitress comes around and MIL refuses to get anything. She. Won't. Eat. She won't talk to anyone for the rest of dinner. She's just being a witch and feeling sorry for herself over nothing. Honestly, I would hope by the time I was sixty something years old, I would stop acting like a little child. (And I know what I'm doing isn't childish at all. Whatever.)


Cynthia said...

Sounds like a fun party- NOT! The thing I'm most afraid about getting old is the intensification of our personalities that happens. Whatever good and bad traits we have are intensified to a level that drives everyone around nuts. Your MIL sounds seriously messed up.

My Mom is guilty of getting these 'scripts' in her mind of how she thinks things are SUPPOSED to go. Of course, no one else has the script- it's in her brain and she'll totally deny it exists. You find out she has this mental plan if you accidentally fail to adhere to it. Then you'd better watch out because she'll pout and fume.

Screwed Up Texan said...

My MIL and your MIL I think were sisters from another life.