Purpose of This Blog:


In this Blog, I describe what Deceased MIL from Hell, JB was like, and the rest of the family, other than my hubbie like. My hope is to get out why the two of us did not like each other.

In my other, "Free of JB", linked from the menu, I describe my emotions and other things having to do with her death and after.

JB was "White Trash". You can see this from my second to last posting about the things that I plan to post in the future.

Most of the family is also white trash. Hubbie somehow got out of there. He broke the family tradition of dropping out of school. He completed high school and went on to get other education and get a decent job. This was done over his family's objection. But then when he started earning a decent living, they saw it as him 'raking in the dough'. JB and JB's also deceased husband spent the 25 years that followed trying to get their cut of that dough that as his parents, they were entitled to.


Monday, November 16, 2009

A Visit from JB's Brother In Law

Many years ago, one of JB's husband EJ's brothers was in out town. They were going on a plane trip somewhere early in the morning, so they were spending the night at an airport hotel. They called to tell them that they were going to be in town, so he said we'd go out and get dinner together somewhere. The entitled ones always call on hubbie for things.... I sort of thought they were hoping for the offer of a free bedroom. He didn't pick up on it, and I didn't volunteer the info.

They come over to go out. Hubbie at the time was doing service work and "on-call" 24/7. He got called A LOT and of course, as soon as they got there, his pager went off. He went and answered and it turned out that he had to go out on an out of town call. His aunt turned around and looked at me and said "S----, you don't have to take us out. You can just cook something for us here."

To his credit, before my chin could hit the floor, hubbie said that we had time to go to Taco Bell before he left.

Remember in one of my previous posts, I told about how his Mom's sister came to town and expected my hubbie to drop everything and spend a Saturday helping her find an apartment in the area. (He knew as little about apartments in the area as anybody else. All he knew was some of the major roads when they got directions.)

The whole family were a bunch of entitled leeches.

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