I swear if DH ever finds this, he is going to ring my neck
I wish that some of the stuff I'm about to say was a lie, but there is no way you can make this many terrible lies about 1 person
to start, MIL is a very very immature person. She is compariable to a 5 year old. She has never held a stable pay until the last few years, she was always been the victim of anything and everything that has ever happened in her life. If you try to talk to her like an adult, she goes into "child " mode and resorts to crying like a child and saying things like " why do you hate me ?"
While DH was in Basic training we became engaged. So with him gone, I tried to develop a relationship with her.
I came to pick her up one time, since she didn't have a car to drive, to come over for dinner. She was sssssooooooooooo drunk. She kept asking me to stop at the store so she could by some drinks. I had DD in the back seat. She kept going on and on about how she didn't like to shave her privates

. So by the time we got to our apt complex, I about had enough. I stopped at the mail center and got out and checked the mail. I got back to the car and she looks at me and says " now if this dosen't work out, if your not good to my son, I'm going to find somebody to F you up real good ! "

bbhhhhh, excuse me. I drove her straight home, she sat in the front seat of my car, crying like a whinning 2 yr old the whole way home. I could not even believe what just happened. She put a serious strain on my & DH's relationship. This is not the kind of stuff I want to tell him when he gets him 5 min phone time 3x a week.
A few weeks later, we try dinner again. I come by to pick her up. She is sitting at the kicthen table with what appears to be at least 5 pounds of pot. Sitting there with her friend bagging it up. Now, I kid you not before that say I'd never seen pot in person in my life. I said to her " oh, looks like your busy " grabbed DD, got in the car and left.
A few weeks later she calls me drunk off her rocker and just wants to check in with my and see if I'm being a good girl to her son ( e: am I cheating on her son while he's away at Basic )
When DH comes home from Basic and AIT, we had 7 days til the wedding.
One day I get a strange phone call out of the blue from one of DH aunts. I dont know this person, I've never met her, I have no idea who she is. She is calling to find out what hotel we have on RSVP for our wedding party ? hhuuuhh? we didn't invite anybody from out of town. DH and I paid 100% for everything in our wedding. We could afford a small place with like 30 people. Oh, well. DH's mom had invited all 4 of her sisters, all their kids and family, Like 30 additional people ! WWWWHHHHAAAATTTTTTTT ? ? ? ?
UUmmm, no. I am the bride, I'm not bring rude, but we can only afford X and we had to very carefully select the people to invite, we weren't able to afford to invite all of our own friends, and they understood we were paying and just didn't have the $. So, I have this person on the phone, asking about hotels. Saying that like 20 more people are coming, in 3 days, they have already purchase last minute EXPENSIVE flights, booked hotels, etc and what not. I was FFLLOORRREEDDD. I could not even believe this.
I almost had a serious breakdown before the wedding, How can we afford all these other people. I called the vendor and begged & begged for a discount, we were able to scale down the whole wedding and meals and all and only have to pay like $300 more. So some how we were able to swing it and they all come. But here is the thing : they are ALLLL normal. every single one of them.
A few months later DD and I move to Europe to join DH. She is calling all the freaking time, cryin on the phone about dosen't have $ for this, dosen't have $ for that, please send me $. The elec got turned off 2 weeks ago, I got the final notice for the water, etc. I did not send her 1 penny. Out of the compasion of my heart, I called over the phone and paid the min to the companies, to get the services turned back on.
While the many times DH was deployed, she would call me and ask me if I was " being a good wife, while he was gone " ( do you see a theme here )
While she lived back in FL, she was a vet tech. She worked at the same place for years and years and had been stealing from them for just as long. She would steal immunizations and do them at her home on the side. She would do all kinds of illegal stuff at her home on the side. She would steal supplies and sell them, food, anything she could get her hands on.
Well, one day, she was down at the river, drunk and high as a kite, fell and broke her ankle. But she didn't go to the doc/urgent care / ER because she knew she would get arrested, as she was on probabtion from her 2 previous DUI's. So she wated 2 days before going to the doc. Of course it was broken. But she did't have ins. So here she is on the phone again, crying for us to pay for the bill and that they won't even put at cast on it til we call the hosptial and pay some of the cost for the cast. ( what a liar, you can not be refused medical care for inability to pay) Alas, I call the hospital and pay like $500 over the phone. Of course she milked it for all it was worth, and as much pain meds from the doc as possible.
She tried to return the work the next day. The VET sent her home and said you can't be at work like that, you need to go home and rest for a few days. Knowing that she won't get paid, she steals more vet supplies and has all kinds of people in and out of her house for the week, getting services. Well one of her co-worked found out, told the VET and he fired her.
So now here she is broken ankle, can't walk, dosen't have any $, gets fired for stealing, who does she call ? nnoooooooo, you got yourself in this mess. She eneded up leaving FL in her car, with all she could fit in her car, driving to TN and moving into her sisters basement.
This is all in the first 2 years of DH and I being married. Do I need to go on ?
Also, one of my biggest pet peeves is that she contanstanly asks for DD's old clothes. She is a very small adult. She wears like a childs size 12 So as DH outgrows her clothes, we get through her drawers and bag the clothes for garage sale. Somehow on multiple times, it's turned into a fashion show on grand-ma with DD's too small clothes ( gesh, thank you for making my child more self-concious) and - "oohhh, look how cute grandma is ", yes, of course you are cute, you're wearing the clothes
I purchased for my kid.
I should stop while I'm ahead