Whats Your PROBLEM?
Originally Posted by TPC11
Bwahahahaha
- wait a minute, you mean I married the "Where's the beef lady lookalike" Oh crap.
Actually my wife is a good looking blonde. It's her family that is a bunch of whack jobs. I seem to attract women with whack job families. It just seems that the next one is screwed up more than the one before her.
- wait a minute, you mean I married the "Where's the beef lady lookalike" Oh crap.Actually my wife is a good looking blonde. It's her family that is a bunch of whack jobs. I seem to attract women with whack job families. It just seems that the next one is screwed up more than the one before her.

Originally Posted by TPC11
Bwahahahaha
- wait a minute, you mean I married the "Where's the beef lady lookalike" Oh crap.
Actually my wife is a good looking blonde. It's her family that is a bunch of whack jobs. I seem to attract women with whack job families. It just seems that the next one is screwed up more than the one before her.
- wait a minute, you mean I married the "Where's the beef lady lookalike" Oh crap.Actually my wife is a good looking blonde. It's her family that is a bunch of whack jobs. I seem to attract women with whack job families. It just seems that the next one is screwed up more than the one before her.

But MY family is the bunch of whack jobs in my situation. I'm 36. My mother hates my wife because I'm not her little boy anymore. My wife helped to make me independent. My mother has some type of psychiatric condition, I'm sure of it. She absolutely HAS to be helping someone. She has to be NEEDED. She never treats the grandchildren equally, to the point of being downright mean to one and doating on another. If you say a word about your dis pleasure with the way she treats your kids, she goes off the deep end screaming and crying hysterically about how she's a terrible grandparaent and mother and that she never does anything right...
My oldest brother (6 years older than me) is a compulsive liar and tries to drag other family members into the lies he tells to make him feel like he IS somebody.
My second oldest brother (5 years older than me) is a pothead that stocks shelves at a grocery store and has never had a driver's license or a car. His answer to anyone that disagrees with him is, "I'm gonna put a cap in his @$$!!!" and then there's the pot activism without any real knowledge or facts. He sounds like a blooming IDIOT.
Then there's me. I'm not TOTALLY right in the head. I'm on Effexor and Xanax. Probably scarred for life by my mother.
Then there's my younger sister (1 year younger) that can't do anything for herself. Her two main jobs that I can recall her having are Wally World cashier and Lunch Lady at an elementary school. She has two girls that she brings to my mother and just hangs out there, even though she's newly remarried. Not to mention whenever my mother goes shopping, my sister and her two girls are right there with her, filling up the cart. But, don't say anything to my mother about it. There's nothing wrong with any of it.
And last is my baby brother. He's 5 years younger than me and is affected the least. He has a beautiful wife and two awesome stepkids that he's trying to keep away from my mother, because they're normal. He finally sees why I don't have that much contact with my mother.
It would seem that my mother is a big part of my family's problems, yes?
Don't get me wrong, I love my mother... Just not her ways.
Originally Posted by BRUZRs_Daddy
That there's funny...
But MY family is the bunch of whack jobs in my situation. I'm 36. My mother hates my wife because I'm not her little boy anymore. My wife helped to make me independent. My mother has some type of psychiatric condition, I'm sure of it. She absolutely HAS to be helping someone. She has to be NEEDED. She never treats the grandchildren equally, to the point of being downright mean to one and doating on another. If you say a word about your dis pleasure with the way she treats your kids, she goes off the deep end screaming and crying hysterically about how she's a terrible grandparaent and mother and that she never does anything right...
My oldest brother (6 years older than me) is a compulsive liar and tries to drag other family members into the lies he tells to make him feel like he IS somebody.
My second oldest brother (5 years older than me) is a pothead that stocks shelves at a grocery store and has never had a driver's license or a car. His answer to anyone that disagrees with him is, "I'm gonna put a cap in his @$$!!!" and then there's the pot activism without any real knowledge or facts. He sounds like a blooming IDIOT.
Then there's me. I'm not TOTALLY right in the head. I'm on Effexor and Xanax. Probably scarred for life by my mother.
Then there's my younger sister (1 year younger) that can't do anything for herself. Her two main jobs that I can recall her having are Wally World cashier and Lunch Lady at an elementary school. She has two girls that she brings to my mother and just hangs out there, even though she's newly remarried. Not to mention whenever my mother goes shopping, my sister and her two girls are right there with her, filling up the cart. But, don't say anything to my mother about it. There's nothing wrong with any of it.
And last is my baby brother. He's 5 years younger than me and is affected the least. He has a beautiful wife and two awesome stepkids that he's trying to keep away from my mother, because they're normal. He finally sees why I don't have that much contact with my mother.
It would seem that my mother is a big part of my family's problems, yes?
Don't get me wrong, I love my mother... Just not her ways.
But MY family is the bunch of whack jobs in my situation. I'm 36. My mother hates my wife because I'm not her little boy anymore. My wife helped to make me independent. My mother has some type of psychiatric condition, I'm sure of it. She absolutely HAS to be helping someone. She has to be NEEDED. She never treats the grandchildren equally, to the point of being downright mean to one and doating on another. If you say a word about your dis pleasure with the way she treats your kids, she goes off the deep end screaming and crying hysterically about how she's a terrible grandparaent and mother and that she never does anything right...
My oldest brother (6 years older than me) is a compulsive liar and tries to drag other family members into the lies he tells to make him feel like he IS somebody.
My second oldest brother (5 years older than me) is a pothead that stocks shelves at a grocery store and has never had a driver's license or a car. His answer to anyone that disagrees with him is, "I'm gonna put a cap in his @$$!!!" and then there's the pot activism without any real knowledge or facts. He sounds like a blooming IDIOT.
Then there's me. I'm not TOTALLY right in the head. I'm on Effexor and Xanax. Probably scarred for life by my mother.
Then there's my younger sister (1 year younger) that can't do anything for herself. Her two main jobs that I can recall her having are Wally World cashier and Lunch Lady at an elementary school. She has two girls that she brings to my mother and just hangs out there, even though she's newly remarried. Not to mention whenever my mother goes shopping, my sister and her two girls are right there with her, filling up the cart. But, don't say anything to my mother about it. There's nothing wrong with any of it.
And last is my baby brother. He's 5 years younger than me and is affected the least. He has a beautiful wife and two awesome stepkids that he's trying to keep away from my mother, because they're normal. He finally sees why I don't have that much contact with my mother.
It would seem that my mother is a big part of my family's problems, yes?
Don't get me wrong, I love my mother... Just not her ways.
Dude, I know your pain. I haven't spoken to my mother in a little over a year, and I dont plan on EVER talking to her again......EVER!
Originally Posted by jamzwayne
Dude, I know your pain. I haven't spoken to my mother in a little over a year, and I dont plan on EVER talking to her again......EVER!
Jamz - I haven't talked to my dad in 17 years. He cheated on my mom and just crushed her. Now that I'm older (35) I would really just like to kick his ***.
Bruzs - I have a few friends on Prozac. They call it "Better living through chemistry".
Me - life's pretty good (except for the MIL and the potentially ugly wife I'll have in a few years because of the MIL)
Bruzs - I have a few friends on Prozac. They call it "Better living through chemistry".
Me - life's pretty good (except for the MIL and the potentially ugly wife I'll have in a few years because of the MIL)
Originally Posted by TPC11
Jamz - I haven't talked to my dad in 17 years. He cheated on my mom and just crushed her. Now that I'm older (35) I would really just like to kick his ***.
Bruzs - I have a few friends on Prozac. They call it "Better living through chemistry".
Me - life's pretty good (except for the MIL and the potentially ugly wife I'll have in a few years because of the MIL)
Bruzs - I have a few friends on Prozac. They call it "Better living through chemistry".
Me - life's pretty good (except for the MIL and the potentially ugly wife I'll have in a few years because of the MIL)
EDIT: And for a 65 year old lady on a respirator (with a permanent trach) on her last leg of life in a nursing home, my MIL's not an ugly woman.
Last edited by BRUZRs_Daddy; Aug 16, 2006 at 11:49 AM.
Originally Posted by doctorD
Problem 1) MIL needs new tire on her vehicle because one has chunk of metal in it. Relies on SIL (me) to take care of it. Take it to place that has warranty, find out all tires are needing to be replaced very soon anyway (and I agreed). Called wife, told her to call her mom and explain...does she want 1 new tire or all 4. No one calls me back, replaced all 4 tires. MIL never paid me the $700.
Problem 2) MIL moves into basement for over a year, brings big f'n giant schnauzer with her without asking. Dog decides to sh_t on my side where I have all of my gun/reloading equipment. Offers wife $600/month rent. Never paid it. Dog also so big that he props himself up over the stove and eats my dinner on numerous occasions before I get home from work. MIL does nothing.
Problem 3) MIL's big f'n schnauzer chews hole in my backyard fence and he and my 2 labradors decide to go on nightly escapes. MIL doesn't even offer to repair fence, claimed my dogs did it although they were in backyard 3 years without a problem. MIL works night shifts at hospital. Up to me to retrieve dogs between midnight and 4am.
Problem 4) SIL borrows $1400 with promise to pay back after divorce is final. Paid back $1000. Haven't seen other $400. Been 6 months. Meanwhile, SIL buys new car.
Problem 5) Wife thinks money pours from husbands pockets any given time, any given place.
Problem 6) Kill MIL or dog?
I could go on....
Problem 2) MIL moves into basement for over a year, brings big f'n giant schnauzer with her without asking. Dog decides to sh_t on my side where I have all of my gun/reloading equipment. Offers wife $600/month rent. Never paid it. Dog also so big that he props himself up over the stove and eats my dinner on numerous occasions before I get home from work. MIL does nothing.
Problem 3) MIL's big f'n schnauzer chews hole in my backyard fence and he and my 2 labradors decide to go on nightly escapes. MIL doesn't even offer to repair fence, claimed my dogs did it although they were in backyard 3 years without a problem. MIL works night shifts at hospital. Up to me to retrieve dogs between midnight and 4am.
Problem 4) SIL borrows $1400 with promise to pay back after divorce is final. Paid back $1000. Haven't seen other $400. Been 6 months. Meanwhile, SIL buys new car.
Problem 5) Wife thinks money pours from husbands pockets any given time, any given place.
Problem 6) Kill MIL or dog?
I could go on....
Originally Posted by jamzwayne
Dude, I know your pain. I haven't spoken to my mother in a little over a year, and I dont plan on EVER talking to her again......EVER!
i hear you jamz...
but in my case its with a "friend" i was in bands with..lived with..worked with..
never again..
i would'nt give him the right time of day anymore...
i feel better again.... carry on..
...zap!


