Jesus Christ, I'm on holiday with my mother and VERY close to one of those parent-child divorces

[MotherNaturesBounty]

Can you still get one of those in your 30s?

I've got my kids, my sister's kids and my mother and she's the worst! She cannot sit still

@MotherNaturesBounty OP you did, indeed, refer to the Lord incorrectly. In this circumstance, Jesus FUCKING Christ would have been entirely merited imho!!

@TracyBeakerSoYeah and the wee donkey!

Today 20:37 JohnnyLuLus

My mum came on holiday with us once. We all arrived 4pm on Day 1. She had left by 10am on Day 2!“

Result

@harriethoyle
"Definately" 👮🏻👮🏻‍♂️ 🧸

I would say try holidaying with mum and ex but that was better as ex looked after mum. Not his relative so less annoying.

@DameFanny

I'll just leave this here

I need this for my Irish Catholic mother in law. Where can I buy one?

Are there no other adult family members with you to share the load, OP?

My brothers and I have a blood pact an agreement to always join each other on holidays with our DM. Nobody can be expected to bear the burden alone! It really helps to take turns keeping her entertained and we help keep up one another's morale.

@PleasurePrinciple

OP, friends have found themselves taking up running, quite suddenly, while on holidays with their mothers. One started off so as not to murder her mother on a one-on-one week in Devon and now does triathlons.

She made better choices than me. I started smoking again after 8 years within an hour of being in MIL's cottage in Devon.

DP became an ex-ex-smoker after 2.

Can't beat the relief of getting outside, round the corner and behind a tree after being swept around twice, your cup of tea taken out of your hand once to add half a pint of warm skimmed milk to it because you had made your own tea too strong (strange, I thought it was perfect until she ruined it, but it was only MY tea, what would I know?) , once to put it on a little table and coaster out of your reach, and once because she wanted to wash up when I hadn't even finished drinking it (it was disgusting after the milk, but I was desperate).

We both started exercising so we didn't kill one another during lockdowns. By the time we visit again, we'll be fully fledged fell runners.

@harriethoyle that was supposed to be Kate, Steve & Ted but the emojis went wrong in between preview & post!

@TracyBeakerSoYeah the teddy bear

Sorry @chocolatesaltyballs22, it's by a Twitter friend, I don't think she sells them at the moment

Ah shame, it's brilliant! Would be good in my downstairs loo.

Ha!

'Has anyone ever suddenly seen the light in the face of your priggish rebukes? Or do they tend to just roll their eyes and write you off as a Godbothering mentalist?

If you feel that your righteous faith is injured by OP's phrasing, feel free to pray for her. Silently. Otherwise, you really aren't helping anyone. I have faith and I adhere strictly to the principles of my religion, but truly, you do nothing to serve your Lord by this kind of attention-seeking nonsense.'

Hearty applause.

Gracious, can you imagine Mary's threads though? She'd be troll hunted incessantly.

"Pregnant but we haven't even DTD! My in laws are going to be so angry"

"DP doesn't believe my baby is a gift from God and wants a DNA test as soon as baby arrives"

"Anyone else sick and tired of the palaver over this census?"

"Urgh, AIBU to expect the heavenly host could at least sort drinks for themselves and run the vacuum round when they drop by? I'm 36+2 and roasting now "

Baby names: Jesus or Slithery? (for the more ancient MNers around)

Always Slithery

We go on holiday with DM every year. We live in different countries. Holiday in a nice hotel is the only treat she really treasures.
It can be hard work, but she lives in her own for the rest of the year.

I once went on holiday, to Orkney, with my mum and my sister, who are so alike it is unreal. We met up at 1pm, and by the same evening, I was ranting, o via email, to Dh about how much they were winding me up - and I was stuck there for a whole bloody week!

By the next morning, Dh had plans in place to get me home somehow - even if it meant flying to a different airport and getting the train home. I did manage to stick it out, but if I am ever invited on a similar holiday, and look like I might be tempted to go, Dh has instructions to chain me up in the basement!

I've booked a few days away with my parents and son next week, to give my parents a change of scene. My dad is route obsessed so was gutted when sat-navs came out and destroyed his USP overnight.

Even the planning "meeting" has sent me over the edge. Popped the destination in Google maps and it throws out a couple of sensible looking routes (I'm driving us). My father is already unhappy as these routes are "wrong" (because he doesn't really know exactly where we're going, this is from his vague knowledge). The AA atlas comes out in a quasi-ceremonial way. This unsurprisingly confirms that Google maps is indeed correct.

My dad then decides that we have to go to a small cafe "on the way". Except it isn't on the way. Not a problem to detour, but at this time, the atlas has become the equivalent of the conch in Lord of the Flies and my parents are arguing over who gets to look at it.

We confirm that it's a detour. My mum points out the cafe is nothing special so why not pick somewhere on the way. I offer to have a quick look on Tripadvisor and find somewhere. My father will not countenance this but wishes to "do his homework" and "consult his notes" aka the Berlitz travel guide from 1978. And so we continue... this is simply for the 90 minute journey there... it does not augur well.

I’m going to be great fun for my kids to go away with when they are adults.

Just give me beer and lots of food.

Both my Mum and DHs Mum have pissed us off on our holiday this week.

They have managed this despite being 50+ miles away.

We have both agreed that on turning 18, children should be free to never contact their parents again, no questions asked.

@kin432, that is hilarious reminds me of most men from the 70's/80's.....for they were the satnav of their generation 🤣 I think they must feel a bit redundant now, why else wouldn't you just stop at a services on the way instead of detouring to a random cafe

I can cope with holidays away with DM but if she comes here or I go home it's horrendous because she disapproves so much of my housekeeping (my biggest sins: having a cleaner and a DH who cooks). We're going to her house this summer for the first time in 2 years and the DC are so excited to see her again and I'm dreading it. I can cope with the constant disapproval on the phone when it's just a short call and I can roll my eyes but days on end is a nightmare. And I'm never very sure what the best way to deal with it.

JustGiveMeGin you are so right, it's generational, my husband is rubbish at routes. I think in-depth knowledge of major and minor roads in the U.K. may be the 70s equivalent of getting 100k views on Tiktok. My dad was also a trainspotter in his youth (to the Mecca of Crewe and the Cricklewood train sheds).

Stopping at a service station would be viewed as a failure by my father (not sure why); it would be a parsimonious packed lunch gently sweating in the sun or the extra half an hour to the aforementioned cafe. When I mentioned it to my husband, he said "oh yes, I remember that shitty little place your dad insisted we went to". It could be a very long week but I love them dearly.

father will not countenance this but wishes to "do his homework" and "consult his notes" aka the Berlitz travel guide from 1978. And so we continue...

Proper LOL.

I've navigated all over the world with maps because I'm old but I love online maps!