Its not really IHOP hate. I'll eat at an IHOP. Its going to a place that has 5000 unique breakfast places and choosing IHOP that's getting the hate. The only thing worse would be NDfanPSUgrad telling us FIL takes the entire family out for a seafood dinner at Captain D's when they get there.
And going to the same place every year. My fil and mil go to Cuba every year, to the exact same resort. It would not surprise me if they ask for the same room.
Went to Aruba 2 years ago and the number of people I met there who go every year, some for decades, was astounding. It's a nice place but I can't imagine taking the same vacation every single year.
I get it but if you think a certain place is paradise then I can understand that. Especially for older people. They know what they are getting and familiarity is a big incentive.
My grandpa insisted that his daughter take him to Sanibel, FL 4-5 years back just because of familiarity from taking vacations there in the 70s and 80s. From the pictures, it seemed like most condos haven't been renovated since then. It looked horrible. Also it's way further away than Destin or something similar, so my Aunt had to travel that extra distance after flying in from out of town, too. She's really nice.
my fil gets a spray tan before his week-long beach trip. fucking weirdo. shouldn’t come as a surprise but he’s lived two miles from clemson his entire life
The relationship with my FIL has grown to the point where he’s been comfortable enough to start calling me daily. Ask me about ideas he has for improving me and my wife’s house. She had a little more blue collar family so they all I believe I’m completely incapable of fixing and understanding mechanical or construction related things. The weird thing is they all know I’m pretty sharp but fail to think I’m incapable of researching how to do things. My FIL has adopted it as his mission to teach me all things blue collar but explains it in such a slow manner like I’m 10. At least he doesn’t hate me but my wife does find it weird that he talks to me more than her now.
i can’t seem to figure out how to replace these light bulbs which is super weird considering i made your daughter cum last night
I am in the Florida panhandle with the in laws for the annual family beach vacation. My FIL is just walking around in full biking road race spandex (including the zipper pulled down to show a little chest) at 7am. My 4 year old asks “Why is Grandpa dressed like that?” and my enabling MIL says “That’s a very comfortable outfit for around the house”. 1) My kid then says “It looks a little silly” so my FIL is all butthurt because a 4 year old called him out. 2) He didn’t bring a bike with him. He just brought the clothes. He purposely packed a road race spandex outfit to wear around the house. Fucking psychopath. 3) My fuse for this kind of behavior is almost nonexistent so I have to practice active avoidance. I’m 100% going to get murdered by him when I explode. Yes, I get the username irony.
FIL thought it was important for him to show me how to crank a weed eater. I worked in landscaping and turf grass for 6 years.
My step FiL thinks I walk on water now bc after 3 girls I am giving him a grandson. He also is prone to periodic blow ups (never at me or my wife but his two biological kids and wife). Completely baffles me bc I have never raised my voice once at my wife, but he will go off the deep end over a missing lug key.
He moved on quickly after my kid commented. The weird part to me is packing the outfit. An adult actually thought “yeah, spandex is a good idea for lounging at the beach”. Because
Saturday was a weird day for me... My in-laws have been borrowing money from us with alarming consistency lately. What ends up happening though is they ask to borrow the money and then my wife eventually follows up with “we should just give them the money”. You give a mouse a cookie and it wants some milk and that is the case here. They’ve realized we’ve turned into a bank with unlimited funds so they’re dipping in with increasing frequency. I bring this up to my wife and she counters with “but they’re my parents” as if that absolves them of all personal financial responsibility. Fast forward to this past Friday they ask to borrow $400 to pay for removal of a tree that came down in a recent storm. Knowing this is going to turn into a $400 gift I offered to remove the tree myself. My father in law declines saying he wants someone who “knows what they’re doing”. Sure. I find out later the expert he hires doesn’t even own a chain saw and was planning on borrowing my FIL’s. That was all I needed to hear, I elbowed my way over Saturday morning and got started. This pic was taken about 1/2 way through: There were two hackberrys. One fell and split the other lodging right in the middle of the other’s trunk sparing the fence and chicken coop just underneath. The way all the limbs were intertwined and resting on each other created an arboreal jenga that made its removal challenging. The constant snapping noises from the instability and tremendous weight added a good amount of tension to the project. Finally got it all done. In retrospect the $400 was definitely a good deal. But of course that assumes I’m not the one paying $400 for someone else’s project.
wouldn't it be more cost effective to just move them in with you at your house? or build a mom-in-law suite? shoot me your wife's cell.
I’m sure if lechnerd built a pool house they wouldn’t mind spending most of their time out by the pool...
I missed the end of this thread....sucks I also don’t know what it means, are you telling me to fuck off?
leaving hilton head- ms. larry and i are heading back to columbia, her parents to clemson. we say our goodbyes, etc and it’s well established we’re heading our separate ways. i also mention we don’t need to talk about which gas station to go to because we have more than enough for the drive. hit I95 and am making good timing, FIL calls: “hey take this exit up here we need gas. also can you tell ashy larry to slow down, i’m having a hard time keeping up” lol bro bro expected us to caravan or something for the ~80 miles we shared on 95. eat my dust geezer. and im definitely not pulling over while you gas up. what?
based off the project, and the ineptitude you showed by the hiring crew, your $400 likely would have bound you into a lawsuit battle once one of those idiots found themselves in the hospital.