johnsontrio
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I'll post my favorite (not!) out-law story, but trust me there are many more that are equally beyond the pale. My DH is # 5 of 7 and #2 of 4 boys. Many years ago when DBIL #3 was getting married he asked DBIL #4 to be the best man. It became apparent that DBIL #4 didn't have the financial means to take care of the best man responsibilities so DH stepped up and offered to pay for the bachelor party. The party planning fell to DH and I as DBIL #4 was unmarried and unaccustomed to planning for food, beverages, etc. for a large group. They decided to have the party in our home, no problem. I made plans to take DD then 4 to a hotel to swim and spend the night so we wouldn't be there with the booze, cigars, oh, and the entertainment. 
The morning of the party I wake up with a splitting migraine that does not get much better. I finally tell DH that I am not up to going to a hotel with DD so please call your Mom and ask if we can come and watch HBO Family and hang out for the night. She tells DH to tell me that I am welcome to come because she is not going to be there. She is going to a sleepover/pizza party at DH's sister's. Since all the men in the family were going to be at my house for the bachelor party, the women in the family planned something for all the women and the kids. All the women in the family except me and DD.
Needless to say, we stayed home and stayed upstairs all night while all the merriment went on. That was really the last straw for me as far as feeling like a "true" member of his family.
Fast forward 14 years, MIL now has moderate to advanced Alzheimer's. I took her last week to get her hair done and buy her new shoes. She can't remember major details from her life and has absolutely no short term memory. As we were leaving the hair salon, the owner says to her, "Your daughter is waiting for you." MIL gets this grinchy look on her face and in a stage whisper tells her "That's not my daughter, that's my DIL." I told DH that when I'm old and confused, living in a facility, I won't care who comes to take me out of there for the day, they will be close enough to a son or daughter for me!

The morning of the party I wake up with a splitting migraine that does not get much better. I finally tell DH that I am not up to going to a hotel with DD so please call your Mom and ask if we can come and watch HBO Family and hang out for the night. She tells DH to tell me that I am welcome to come because she is not going to be there. She is going to a sleepover/pizza party at DH's sister's. Since all the men in the family were going to be at my house for the bachelor party, the women in the family planned something for all the women and the kids. All the women in the family except me and DD.

Fast forward 14 years, MIL now has moderate to advanced Alzheimer's. I took her last week to get her hair done and buy her new shoes. She can't remember major details from her life and has absolutely no short term memory. As we were leaving the hair salon, the owner says to her, "Your daughter is waiting for you." MIL gets this grinchy look on her face and in a stage whisper tells her "That's not my daughter, that's my DIL." I told DH that when I'm old and confused, living in a facility, I won't care who comes to take me out of there for the day, they will be close enough to a son or daughter for me!
