I don't even feel sorry for The MIL any more. How do I explain without sounding like a money grubbing bitch?
This Christmas DH warned our daughters that they might not get the usual Christmas cheque from The MIL as she was so confused as to what she was giving to whom. Little did we know it would be DH and I who wouldn't be receiving Christmas cheques. She did remember to give us the disgusting, bulk bottle of liqueur, sugar free chocolates and a Farmer's Almanac but she neglected to give us a Christmas card with the cheques in it. When DH went to visit her at the home and see how she was feeling, she was writing cheques to all the people on a list she had made. DH pointed out that we were not on the list, several times and she ignored him each time. The BC Ambulance Service and paper boys she remembers but not her first born son. He also discovered that she gives twice as much money to The Favoured One's kids as she does to our kids. She did tell me once that you can say anything you like when you're old because you have a good excuse; you're old. Maybe she thinks she can do anything she likes, too, because she's old. I can't tell you how many times she has hurt DH with her words and deeds. I know he'll continue to visit her and I will continue to go with him as company on the long drive but I will go sit in a corner and knit and if she thinks that's rude I can refresh her memory regarding all the rude behaviour she's displayed over the course of the 34 years I've known her. I hate this woman for all the hurt she has caused my husband. I can not, will not, ever forgive her!