Posted by: Lisa | November 19, 2010

Out-laws or In-Laws?

I was a couch potato the other night & watched Meet the Parents and Meet the Fockers. Those are two of the funniest movies ever.  That airport scene, where Ben Stiller assaults the flight attendant?  Spray painting a shelter kitty?  Teaching the toddler to say a-hole and then gluing his hands to a bottle of rum?  Hee hee.  Genius.  If you didn’t know, the third in the series, Little Fockers, hits theaters in December.

More often than not, sequels don’t live up to their older, wiser cousins.  Usually by movie #3 in a series we’re all just shaking our heads, wishing the producers would’ve just stopped while they were ahead. Contrary to this, Meet the Fockers might be the best sequel in existence.  I think it’s better than the first one.  So I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’ve got all my fingers & toes crossed in anticipation of the next peek into the Fockers’ lives, hoping it lives up to the first two.

Whether you’re married or just know people who are, you can probably relate to something in these movies.  Hopefully you don’t have a father-in-law quite as intense as poor Gaylord does, but then again, there are some crazy in-laws out there.  Something about another adult loving your child so much & so intimately must make some parents just go off the deep end.  Maybe they feel a strong desire to take revenge on the person who took their child away from them.  (To any future girlfriends of Jacob’s: I have great potential for becoming that kind of MIL.  Consider yourself warned.)

Me?  I got lucky.  Hugely lucky.  I’m not being sarcastic either.  I don’t take my in-laws for granted.  I’ve heard some wild stories about in-laws, so I count my blessings I ended up with two awesome people to fill the roles of my “other parents.”  They have loved me like their own daughter and been fantastic grandparents to my little boy.  They are there for us when we need them (or want them) but never intrude in our lives or breathe down our backs.  They’re funny.  They’re generous.  They’re considerate.  I mean, what other mother-in-law jumps in front of her son and a nurse to help dress a woman after she wakes from anesthesia from her double foot surgery?  (Yup, she actually tugged my underwear up over my bandages and up my legs & butt as though I were a 120-pound infant while I lay helpless & embarrassed on the hospital bed.  My HUSBAND actually left the room because he was so uncomfortable.  But afterward I promised my mother-in-law that I’d apply lip gloss to her mouth hourly if she were ever incapacitated.  We’re that close, folks.)

Maybe you wouldn’t trust your in-laws with your pet goldfish, let alone your home or your child.  Or maybe the only reason you’re even still married is because your spouse’s parents are so awesome you’d rather put up with him than leave them.  So if you hit the jackpot when you married into your spouse’s family, let them know.  I’ve included a few quotes that might help if you’re searching for just the right words this holiday season.

“I just got back from a pleasure trip.  I took my mother-in-law to the airport.” ~Henry Youngman

“I haven’t spoken to my mother-in-law for eighteen months.  I don’t like the interrupt her.”
~Ken Dodd

“Did you realize that when you married your Prince or Princess Charming, you inherited the king, the queen, and the whole court?”

“Adam was the luckiest man.  He had no mother-in-law.”
~Mark Twain

“Behind every great man stands a devoted wife & a surprised mother-in-law.”

“Every family tree produces some lemons, some nuts, & a few bad apples.”

“Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.”
~George Burns

“I think my ancestors had several ‘bad heir’ days.”

“My family coat-of-arms ties at the back.  Is that normal?”


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