I Like You, But I Can’t Stand Your Mother!

Have you ever been in a relationship that was moving along swimmingly?
Everything smelled like roses and tasted of candy-coated raindrops.
Then, all of a sudden, those roses started to smell like pig poop and the candy-coated rain drops began to taste like black jelly beans.

What caused the destruction of your relationship wonderland?

Your Potential Mother-in-Law (PMIL)!
I can think of a couple PMILs who I’ve wanted to smack in the head with an expired ham hock! I mean, if I could marry a man without having to inherit his mother, I’d be one happy camper. There’s just something about a mother’s love for her child that makes her act…..crazy. At times, they’re over-protective, over-bearing, and sometimes flat out rude!

One PMIL from my past, could NEVER seem to remember my name. I was the Jabari to her Toni Childs.

After a while, I simply gave up, and started answering to “What’s your name again?” and “that girl”. Yea, it was annoying…extremely so. But if I wanted to continue dating her son, I had to make it work. And make it work I did….until I found out that her son was a lying, two-faced snake of a man. But that’s neither here nor there :).

I haven’t found a recipe for dealing with a difficult PMIL/MIL. I think you just have to smile and hope that they don’t come to stay with you when they’re old and grey.

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