Coping with your partner’s family can be challenging at times.
Trying to please them is hard work, and trying to work around their quirks is even harder.
But let’s be honest, the difference between your partner’s family and your own, is that our partner’s family is really weird.
They sing “Happy Birthday” to Jesus on Christmas. They make a cake and everything. Apparently Jesus’ favorite cake is pineapple upside down cake.
Her dad calls sauce gravy. Pizza gravy. Spaghetti gravy. IT’S NOT GRAVY, GREG.
Poop knives. My sister’s husband’s family didn’t have plungers when they were growing up, they had poop knives. Each member of the family had his or her own knife. Pretty self-explanatory, clog toilet => stab poop with knife => poop knife.
They not only like each other, but they actively seek out opportunities to hang out together.
I don’t get it.
All the food is specifically someone’s food. Can I have some chips? No, those are my dad’s chips. Can I have a glass of OJ? Nope, mom’s OJ. It works for them, but seems completely selfish and unreasonable to me.