I didn't want to be left out, so here goes;
Having tolerated the family dinner a couple of weeks ago and avoided discussions with the sister in law with the gigantic chip on her shoulder, after Lady Tester renegotiated the location with her mother to find a semi-decent restaurant, the MIL whining has begun. MIL said to Lady Tester on the phone that in the past she didn't care what sort of restaurant we visited, so why does she want something smarter nowadays, and why is she always wearing smart clothes when she wore old crap in the past? Is it because of that MTT?
I have supposedly 'changed' MIL's daughter from the simple farm girl they (thought they'd) raised into a posh and rather fussy person who's always better dressed than the rest of the family. Deary me, what a whinge. As long as I've known Lady Tester, she's always been quite stylish (yes, even in our grungey metalhead youth kind of way) but now, seeing as we're making a bit more money than when we met, she quite likes visiting various boutiques and buying shoes and dresses, as many ladies do. We've also always liked good food and a bottle or three of fermented grape juice, but no, now I've changed the girl.
Strange also that I and my parents are now referred to as 'the rich side of the family' by a crowd of people that own about half a province of arable land, three building companies, a freight company with a couple of HGVs and a herd of pedigree beef cows.
Is this the syndrome of 'you've stolen our daughter'?
Having tolerated the family dinner a couple of weeks ago and avoided discussions with the sister in law with the gigantic chip on her shoulder, after Lady Tester renegotiated the location with her mother to find a semi-decent restaurant, the MIL whining has begun. MIL said to Lady Tester on the phone that in the past she didn't care what sort of restaurant we visited, so why does she want something smarter nowadays, and why is she always wearing smart clothes when she wore old crap in the past? Is it because of that MTT?
I have supposedly 'changed' MIL's daughter from the simple farm girl they (thought they'd) raised into a posh and rather fussy person who's always better dressed than the rest of the family. Deary me, what a whinge. As long as I've known Lady Tester, she's always been quite stylish (yes, even in our grungey metalhead youth kind of way) but now, seeing as we're making a bit more money than when we met, she quite likes visiting various boutiques and buying shoes and dresses, as many ladies do. We've also always liked good food and a bottle or three of fermented grape juice, but no, now I've changed the girl.
Strange also that I and my parents are now referred to as 'the rich side of the family' by a crowd of people that own about half a province of arable land, three building companies, a freight company with a couple of HGVs and a herd of pedigree beef cows.
Is this the syndrome of 'you've stolen our daughter'?
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