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Evil Mother In Law
Aug. 2nd, 2004 12:58 pmMy mother-in-law should die. Well, not die, but at least spend most of her time heavily sedated. They've been pestering Steven as to why we haven't stopped by recently, so we figured that we'd do it Sunday, on our way back from Rhode Island, before we go to the game. You know, drop in, say hi, pick up a couple of Steven's suits for a) the wake & funeral we have to go to and b) in case he has any job interviews.
She couldn't even say Hi to me, after I said Hi, how are you. Keep this in mind, it will be important later. She immediatly stops in telling Steven he looks awful and bitching that he didn't get a haircut and a shave and he could have gotten one for $20. He told her that he was waiting until after jury selection to clean up. That would be a week from now. She told him he was stupid. She made a nasty hand signal behind my back as I was going upstairs and she pointedly told him that she bought some food for him.
She also announced that Friday, she hadn't been able to find the apartment. She had planned on just dropping in, uninvited, not calling. I pointed out to Steven that this might be bad if a) he's not home and they would want to wait, which would be miserable for me and b) what if we were having sex or napping?
He went back in, after I went out to the car. She accused him of abandoning his religion (probably because we live together and have no immediate plans to marry until I get my Bachelor's and [hopefully] a job), abandoning his family, latching on to my family (he spent my birthday with them), and that she just plain doesn't like me. Her reasons were that I'm rude to her (I guess because I won't have one-sided conversations when she's ignoring me and because I've asked Steven to leave a couple times when she's been going off on him with Elliott there.), I have a nose ring, and I wear my hair like a schwaertze (a yiddish term that basically means nigger). Ironically, Mark, her other son's wife's hair is curly like mine. Obviously, all people with curly hair are black. I also want to point out that when she mad that comment, my hair was in a pony tail and it was so humid, you could have cut it with a knife.
She also bitched that Steven needed to come over and clean his old room for when his brother came in from Arizona for an overnight. The room has been piled with shit since before Steven moved in and most of it is his parents. We cleaned it out so he would have a place to stay when he left Karen. The room, which is stuffed to the hilt, was certainly not appropriate for Elliott. They didn't care. But now that Mark, the biological child, is coming, Steven must clean it. Mind, we still need to do a lot of cleaning here, we have a wake & funeral to go to, and I have to get down to Quincy Court on Wednesday. I'll also need to get to Bridgewater to register for classes and find out how many more classes I need.
Bleh. Now I need to shoot off to Quincy for my damned unemployment thing. I'll post more later about the Alice Cooper concert we went to last night. Ha, he pointed at me during Poison. Makes me happy. I'm poison.
She couldn't even say Hi to me, after I said Hi, how are you. Keep this in mind, it will be important later. She immediatly stops in telling Steven he looks awful and bitching that he didn't get a haircut and a shave and he could have gotten one for $20. He told her that he was waiting until after jury selection to clean up. That would be a week from now. She told him he was stupid. She made a nasty hand signal behind my back as I was going upstairs and she pointedly told him that she bought some food for him.
She also announced that Friday, she hadn't been able to find the apartment. She had planned on just dropping in, uninvited, not calling. I pointed out to Steven that this might be bad if a) he's not home and they would want to wait, which would be miserable for me and b) what if we were having sex or napping?
He went back in, after I went out to the car. She accused him of abandoning his religion (probably because we live together and have no immediate plans to marry until I get my Bachelor's and [hopefully] a job), abandoning his family, latching on to my family (he spent my birthday with them), and that she just plain doesn't like me. Her reasons were that I'm rude to her (I guess because I won't have one-sided conversations when she's ignoring me and because I've asked Steven to leave a couple times when she's been going off on him with Elliott there.), I have a nose ring, and I wear my hair like a schwaertze (a yiddish term that basically means nigger). Ironically, Mark, her other son's wife's hair is curly like mine. Obviously, all people with curly hair are black. I also want to point out that when she mad that comment, my hair was in a pony tail and it was so humid, you could have cut it with a knife.
She also bitched that Steven needed to come over and clean his old room for when his brother came in from Arizona for an overnight. The room has been piled with shit since before Steven moved in and most of it is his parents. We cleaned it out so he would have a place to stay when he left Karen. The room, which is stuffed to the hilt, was certainly not appropriate for Elliott. They didn't care. But now that Mark, the biological child, is coming, Steven must clean it. Mind, we still need to do a lot of cleaning here, we have a wake & funeral to go to, and I have to get down to Quincy Court on Wednesday. I'll also need to get to Bridgewater to register for classes and find out how many more classes I need.
Bleh. Now I need to shoot off to Quincy for my damned unemployment thing. I'll post more later about the Alice Cooper concert we went to last night. Ha, he pointed at me during Poison. Makes me happy. I'm poison.