My Mother In Law

It is 11:43 and I have not yet posted for the day. Since I am participating in NaBloPoMo and am thus obligated to rectify the situation, here is a short recounting of what The Partner just informed me of as we sipped our respective alcoholic beverages:

"I remember when I told my mom I was going to ask you to marry me. She said, 'Is she pregnant?'"

I guess that says more than I could ever write.

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  1. RockzeeNovember 22, 2008 at 4:20 AM

    Yes, that says oodles about your MIL.

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  2. HeatherNovember 22, 2008 at 4:09 PM

    Nice.

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  3. toyfotoNovember 23, 2008 at 1:32 PM

    My father-in-law told me Jed and I would never work, "he's too much like me and you're too much like his mother."

    Happy to say that while Jed certainly looks like his dad, he doesn't act at all like him.

    And the mom thing? I know I'm not like her either, but I took it as a compliment. She's pretty outstanding.

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  4. toyfotoNovember 23, 2008 at 1:33 PM

    I had to double post: the word verification was frack.

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  5. T with HoneyNovember 24, 2008 at 8:04 AM

    Honey waited a whole 2 months after he proposed and my entire family knew before telling his family. My MIL's response... "Why?"

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  6. Jennifer WilsonNovember 24, 2008 at 11:11 AM

    I had the unfortunate coincidence of coming down with the flu right after my husband proposed. We went to a big family dinner and everyone assumed I was pregnant. That was 5 months ago and am still not showing - I hope they have figured it out!

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