Ok, so we get on, have no problem with her at all, shes funny, kind, would do anything for anyone etc. but likes a drink. She has been told repeatedly what a twat she makes of herself when shes had a few. Shouting, getting everybodys names wrong, teeth fall out, falls over a lot.
So last night, me and dh were going to our favourite restaurant. One we go to at least once a fortnight, they know us, take our little girl to entertain her when she's being a pain and we are trying to eat, give us free drinks etc.
So, MIL comes rolling in with half of the outlaws, makes a big table with ours and theirs and proceed to order £50 bottles of champagne all night. 10 bottles later, she couldn't stand up or talk and was getting really loud and obnoxious, telling the staff they are rude and the service was hocking (it wasn't) and I left almost in tears, I am pg and emotional btw.
I appologised on the way out to the owner who was lovely about it and said they would not serve them anymore alcohol and not to worry, he knows it is not my fault.
So, I have just seen the owner in the village who says MIL slipped on a discarded strawberry (mine [oops] ) and got blue lighted to hospital. I told dh who rang her to see what happened. She has broken several bones (along with the tiles on the floor) and cannot go on holiday tomorrow as she is in a cast and the airline wont carry her.
I am finding it very hard to feel any sympathy towards her. She ruined my night, I can never return to the restaurant after the twat she made of herself and we now have to put up with her for the next 6 weeks til she can bugger off abroad. dp thinks im cruel and unsympathetical and if it was my mum bla bla bla. I think it was self inflicted and her comeuppance and hope it teaches her a lesson.
Am I really cruel