At least two come very much to mind
The first was in the summer, the year after we got married.
One summer weekend, hubbie and I were getting ready to go spend a day at the local lake.
Phone rings and I am the one who answers.
Its evil MIL JB
"What are you doing?"
Me: "Getting things ready to go to the lake for the weekend."
Evil JB: asks to speak to hubbie.
Hubbie gets off of the phone.
Hubbie tells me his Mom and his nieces are getting ready to leave to visit us for the weekend.
We already had plans, but they came anyway.
Who had to cook and clean for them?
Stupid newly wed.
About a year later, hubbie and I bought our house.
The first weekend after moving in, they had to come to see hubbie's new house. Not our new house, hubbie's new house.
We were not yet ready for weekend visitors. We were still getting things unpacked and setting up.
Hubbie took his father, Evil EJ into his basement workshop to get him to help move some things around. Evil JB, I was not going to have her messing up and losing our other stuff. So I was stuck entertaining her while hubbie and Evil EJ were doing man stuff in the basement.
11 years ago