@Thatsasmashingblouseyouvegoton happy survivor’s day. Glad it was okay with your mum. Strong drink IS the answer to deal with the PILs.
Yep, off to my mum’s today at 5pm.
Hagmas Survivor reporting for duty.
So, we hosted The Hag (coercive narc MIL) here at Monkey Towers as the longstanding traditional Xmas at my mum’s to which the Hag came to is no more after the disgraceful behaviour of Hag last Xmas. Instead, Mummy Monkey arrived here on Xmas Eve and Mr Monkey was in charge of cooking Xmas Day lunch. Hag and Slave Son only invited for lunch.
Hag and Slave Son arrive at 3pm.
Day wasn't too bad.
Of course, there were highlights.
“I've got cancer” proclaimed to the room about the undiagnosed mark on her face. No one engages.
Unwrapping presents. There was no gift from Hag to me. This ceased once Mr Monkey started standing up to her and I am blamed for a 54 year old man realising his childhood was shit and his mother was physically and emotionally abusive.
The trade off of seeing my partner happy is the absence of a M&S voucher.
I can live with that.
Presents are weapons, she remembered my mum’s birthday and made a huge fuss of sending my mum a bottle of wine. Strangely, she didn't remember mine which is the day before. 🤣
Gorgeous SIL has sent presents. She is generous to a fault - hello, YSL lipsticks - despite being a single parent after Hag’s Golden Boy’s son fucked off and has made no financial contribution to his children since they were 10 or so despite being a millionaire.
Hag doesn't like SIL so it's constant moaning about her having sent presents. “I told her not to send me anything”. Charming. “Oh, more smelly stuff”. Just rude.
A box of toiletries from SIL obviously triggered memories of Hag’s beloved errant son. Missing from her fond memories is the serial adultery, the physical, sexual and emotional abuse of SIL and the new family he began whilst still married to SIL. The new family includes a granddaughter that Hag has never met and constantly whines about having never met.
“Has she (SIL) heard from Golden Boy?”
Me Monkey: “no one has heard from him including his children for five years and I don't expect we will.”
We move on to discussion of lunch. MM has cooked a beef goulash.
“I hope that food doesn't have me rushing to the toilet to be sick” to Mr Monkey. Said as a joke. But obviously not a joke.
All in all it wasn't too bad or not as nasty as I thought it would be.
She and Slave Son departed by taxi at 6.15pm.
Before the departure we had the attempt at emotional blackmail.
To Mummy Monkey “it's been too long. I've not seen you for ages”
Hag has no recall of her vile behaviour last Xmas or, far more likely, doesn't think it a problem and that we’re being mean to her by not including her in anything.
The other underlying theme to this seemingly innocuous comment is that Mr Monkey and I used to take both mothers out for lunches etc but that has ceased as we couldn't go on sitting through emotional abuse and scenes and “pretend”.
Mr Monkey and I see my mum for nice social things and MM has unpleasant scenes with Hag on his own.
Then it was digging to see what the rest of Xmas held for us as MM hadn't told her of our plans to go to Mummy Monkey’s out in the country for the rest of Xmas as of 5pm on the dot today.
Hag: “I've cancelled my carers this week as I didn't know what I’d be doing”
Absolutely hilarious new level of emotional blackmail and sheer entitlement. I'm in the kitchen bent over in silent laughter at this.
No one engages.
She is defeated.
And off she fucks.