Cowboy loves his mother-in-law. Just in case you didn’t know who I was talking about, she’s my mom or as I like to call her Maja. And he really, really LOVES her! Their relationship began 31 years ago and has been going strong ever since. In Cowboy’s eyes his mother-in-law can do no wrong. Not that she ever would because she is pretty perfect! She is the kindest, most loving, non-judgemental person I know. She is the matriarch of our clan and no one messes with her kids, grandkids, great grandkids, nieces, nephews…you get the picture. But, there is one exception and that is Cowboy. He picks on me all the time and it goes unnoticed and unpunished.
I asked her one time why she never comes to my defense where Cowboy is concerned and… Are you ready for this? She said “You probably deserved it”.
Let’s pause this story for just a minute-
I DESERVED IT? What kind of response is that and WHO’S MOTHER WAS SHE?
Last time I checked, the definition of son-in-law read:
My husband; meaning: he married INTO our family NOT he was born into our family (ok, I made that up) and HIS mother-in-law was MY gift to him on our wedding day. (I’m the sharing type)
To make matters worse, Cowboy and his mother-in-law take great joy in ganging up on me. She’s always taking his side of things. Here’s one of the many conversations between the two of them:
COWBOY: Mother-in-law (that’s what he calls her) I’m sure glad you’re here. Maybe I’ll get a break from cooking and cleaning. Your daughter makes me do everything.
HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW: I’m sorry you have to put up with that. If I would have known you would be so mistreated, I would have married you instead of letting her. She just doesn’t know how good she has it.
So I do what any mistreated daughter/wife would do: I called my dad. He is my biggest fan and always has my back. He is also responsible for spoiling me the most… like the time I asked him for a new bedroom set. It was the prettiest bedroom set I had EVER seen ( I was 5 years old so I definitely knew my stuff! And I had seen plenty of bedroom sets by that age). It had a canopy, with cream and gold accents…and IT SPARKLED! But that’s another story.
ME: Dad, your wife and son-in-law are at it again.
DAD: What’d you do now?
Oh jeez, you too?
’til next Sunday ya’ll