I am kind of laughing and kind of sad about something that happened recently, so I wanted to share it with you nice people. My MIL and I get along great. I have been with DH for almost 10 years and we’ve been married for almost 4. I know she was upset that we never had a wedding (I am not a wedding kind of girl), but since my dad donated DH a kidney she has always been very nice to me. Of course, this is all probably beside the point.
About 4-6 weeks ago, DH was on the phone with her and asked me, “Do you want to take a mosaic knitting class in Alburquerque on August 17th?” (I live in Boston, she lives in ABQ). His mom is a fabulous crocheter, and knits, spins and weaves as well, so I was really excited. DH was going to be visiting them for 2 weeks during that time, so I made my airline reservations and took 2 days off work (the class is on a Friday, and I have to travel the Thursday before).
About 3 weeks ago his mom asked me through DH if I had signed up yet. I said I thought she was taking care of that. He told her that and she went to the store to sign me up. They wouldn’t let her because I had to be there in person. She went back a second time to speak with the owner and talked her into letting me in.
The class is this coming Friday, so last night I asked MIL what materials I need. She said any DK-worsted weight yarn in two contrasting colors and the right needles. I asked her what she was going to use and here’s the punchline:
She said, “I’m not taking the class, I have to work.” She owns a preschool and classes started Monday so she can’t do it. She always knew this. She was never planning to take the class with me. In fact, now that I think about it, she never said she would take the class WITH me. I just assumed.
According to DH, this is typical of his parents. It is so funny, I have to laugh. But on the other hand, I am really disappointed and a little hurt. It does explain a lot about DH though … Oh well, I was going to visit ABQ anyway and even though I probably could have learned mosaic knitting from a book, the class will probably be fun.
So i asked him if it’s ok if we could come and if i could stay. He almost shouted at me :“You don’t ask these questions here!”… Funny man! And i knew that he meant that i’m very welcome. That’s it! In my family i do ask, because i respect my parents’ (and not only their) privacy and free time. But for him children are the most important thing! I know it’s been long, sorry, just trying to tell you not think about it too much. There are much worse MILs out there:shock:!