Thursday, November 17, 2005


...inlaws. Will report back if we all survive.


Blogger Gregory Feeley said...

Not back yet?

I don't think she made it.

5:16 AM  
Blogger Madeleine Robins said...

Just catching my breath. My dear in-laws left on Monday evening. I say dear, because they are...which is why I spend so much energy not thumping them.

My father in law is of that generation where, if he's not interested in the conversation, he can tune out. When he's tired, he sort of sits there, pet-rock-like, until summoned. He's charming and erudite and funny--and impatient with anything that doesn't immediately interest him (YG keeps trying to show him movies she likes; he gets through the credits and starts muttering "c'mon! What a waste of my intellect!").

My mother-in-law, always a little on the anxious side, has reached a point where her anxieties are winning: this makes her oppressively helpful in a way that often reads as critical: she clearly admires my ability to whip up a dinner out of what we have on hand, but keeps saying "You don't have to cook for us" (no, but I do have to cook for the other people in my family, so you can eat too) and keeps fretting that I've left things on the stove too long or forgotten to do some crucial thing.

So I'm a little tired, just in time for Thanksgiving. However, while the out-laws were here YG had her first skating lesson, the girls went and saw the new Harry Potter movie, YG took her grandma and me to see it again, and the sun shone. It was a fine visit. Especially now I've had some sleep.

8:01 AM  
Blogger TwosTools said...

How wonderful that you are able to separate from the "critical" and see them for who they are, rather than what they do. It is a gift. So many of us focus on how much we are bothered by the action.

Happy Thanksgiving, Mad.
e(&s) of the sTools

11:05 AM  

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