I’m 52 and you still ask me

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Lighthearted
Went to visit my parents yesterday and dad asked if I wanted a coffee. I’ve never drunk coffee, I hate coffee, every time I go round and he offers I tell him I don’t like coffee but I’ll have a tea. He’s done it my whole life. AIBU to think it’s not that difficult to remember that your daughter has a cup of tea.
is there something that your parents ask all the time that you have told them repeatedly?
He doesn’t have dementia or anything like that.

True I’m emotional now and yes my dad had loads of these with me and I would give anything to have another day of him saying them to me. The best was he never remembered when my birthday was till i was 40

My mother has started doing a variation on this. If she’s talking about my father and mentions him by name, she sort of “corrects” herself and says “your dad” - e.g “I haven’t started the dinner yet; I’m not sure what time Frank - your dad - will be home yet”. I can’t decide whether she thinks I’m still about four and haven’t grasped that mummy and daddy are people in their own right, or if she’s specifying in case I might be wondering if it’s one of the 37 other Franks she could potentially be waiting for to come home 😄

My mum decided that I have a back injury about ten years ago. I’ve never had a back injury, ever. And yet she is adamant that I do. I’m an only child, I have no idea who she thinks does have a bad back but it’s definitely not me.

She talks about it a lot ‘you need to be careful doing that reformer Pilates with your back being what it is’ 🙄😆

@WellTidy My mum's like that with sugared almonds. One Christmas she gave me a bag of them with great ceremony: "I know much you love these". I don't remember ever even tasting one, but I thanked her and said how pretty they were, etc. She now gives me a bag every Christmas and it turns out I definitely do not like them, but it's too late to say anything now.

🥴🥴 she said it was light hearted you fool

My dad is adamant that my birthday is a day later than it is. Every year, why are are we doing presents today your birthday's tomorrow? No dad, it's today. Says to my mum, isn't her birthday tomorrow? No dear it's today. Repeat every year for over 4 decades.
And cauliflower cheese. Every-time we have a roast he does a cauliflower cheese because he knows how much I love it. No dad, that's my sister, I hate cauliflower. Que a 10 minute conversation where he tries to convince me that I'm wrong and I do in fact love cauliflower cheese. I'm sure he does it for his own amusement at this point 😂

I wonder sometimes if person A is thinking 'B is coming soon, now what's that thing that always gets mentioned when B visits? I know, it's tinned tomatoes - I must get a tin in!'

Similar to conversations about gifts where C asks D what they would like, D says 'Anything except X' and all C can remember about the conversation later is the word X, so X is what D gets.

My FIL always offered us a fag, even though neither of us smoked.

When I was a fully grown woman, independent house-owner, holding down a responsible teaching job, I was delighted to take the role of godmother to my cousin's baby daughter.
Her mother, my beloved auntie who was a second mum to me, attended the christening as proud grandmother, watched me perform my duties, plus one of the readings, faultlessly.
Then, as we left the church, we had to cross a busy road, and she firmly took my hand to lead me across the road.
In fairness to auntie, I meekly complied, and only had my wtf moment a minute or so later.
To her dying day, my DM would ask me, as I left the house, if I had cleaned my teeth, and was I wearing vest.

I’m ‘t total’ always have been. So often at Christmas I’m given wine by friends.

I have one friend who insists every year I get wine. I know she dislikes mushrooms so I’m going to get her mushrooms this year!!! Perhaps the message will get through.
I have a friend who is given a specific perfume from her sister - she dislikes it and gives it to me. Why don’t people listen?

On another thought. I worked in a dept where we had a Manager who bought us a goat in Africa for Christmas( donation of £10)All good. One goat between 20 of us. She however had presents from us all.

Mean doesn’t cover this!
The following year I wrote on her card I’d given a donation to a charity.

Bless your Dad! That's lovely. And 2.25 kg is a LOT of cabbage 💨💨💨

Awww. My Dad has mine, DH and DC faves in every time we go - 3 different biscuits. It's the little things.

For birthdays/xmas my parents always buy me clothes. Even when I specifically say please don’t buy me clothes.

They’re always clothes that might have suited me when I was 25 years younger and 3 stone lighter. They do not fit middle-aged me.

And yes there is a thing theh cook that they always try to serve despite me having said for my entire life that I will not eat it.

It’s very odd.

When I was working I always had Good Friday off work. Mum always seemed very surprised that I had the day off every year. Also I always took her out for the day. Every. Year.

I literally changed my username because of guff posts like this on a previous thread that was LIGHTHEARTED!!

All power to you OP being so nice to these folk putting stuff like this on your thread.

Hahah my granny makes a trifle at Christmas every year - (nobody really likes trifle) we finish dinner and she says who will have a bit of trifle and everyone says no thanks - and she goes "what do you mean nobody likes trifle?? FGS, I don't know why i bothered!"

Usually there will be someone new every few years (a boyfriends / girlfriend of someone and they politely take a piece from the pressure of her forcing it on them hahah

That’s just cracked me up, very funny.

Despite purposefully beginning with the word lighthearted the context appears to have been lost with the written word.

Lol.I was a nurse for many years ,my mum.could never fathom that after a night shiftp I needed to sleep and would invariably phone me up.around 11 am and express surprise I was still.in bed ,,well.yes that's because I worked all.night and only went too bed two hours sgo.,she couldn't get her head around it.

FIL insists on chatting to DH and I about the footy, like we've watched the games and know who the players are, what position they play, the results of the games.

Neither of us EVER watch football. Have never been interested. Have never watched a single match and know absolutely nothing about it. FIL has known me for 15 yrs. FIL brought up his son knowing he never took an interest in football throughout his entire childhood, and is now 40 and still isn't interested.

We've told FIL a gazillion times "we don't watch football" and "we don't like football" but all to no avail. Every time we see him, he starts with "Did you see the match last night?..." and proceeds to question us on our thoughts about certain players moves, and whether the ref was fair etc.

I'm sure we'll still be here for the next 20-odd years still saying week-in-week-out "I dunno dad, I don't watch football, not even remotely interested in it" while he chooses to live in denial.

Odd.

ha! not footie but TV. Although that changed in 2020, we started watching TV more then. But yeah, movies, TV, my dad can't understand how little we watch. We'd shrug about any movie he mentioned he'd seen. All Big interest in his life he loves to discuss & we just nod politely & ask appropriate questions.

My mum was generally aware that both my brother and I were grown up and able to look after ourselves, but she would always ask if we needed a "wee wee" before leaving anywhere. She was still doing it when we visited her in her care home, bless her.

When I was very young I didn't like tomatoes, but by the age of about seven loved them. Somehow she never remembered, never put any on my plate if she was making salad. No amount of telling her would change her mind. She was quite put out to see a good crop in our greenhouse once. "Whyever are you growing those? You've never liked them." "Well, I've liked them for about 30 years, and anyway DH planted them because he has always loved them."

Ha ha .....we got the wee thing, but my mum asked, or rather told us 'your wiggling, do you need the loo'............fine when five but when 55 giving her a lift to the supermarket....!!!!!!!!!

I also still get the importance of my bedding having 'a good blow outside' when drying it. This is somehow better. I have been explaining that if you get hayfever, the last thing you want is to sleep in pollen, but no, outside is better! If she stays at mine she still tries to sneak out my bedding,

She does also have her own reciepe red cabbage pickle so, yes, I think this is worthy of a whole thread!!!!!!!

I'm 47,!! My mum still asks if it's me or my DS that likes peas 🤦🏻‍♀️

I can't remember which of my kids likes white chocolate & which one doesn't.

I can remember their preferences in hot drinks (who drinks tea, coffee, or neither).