In-Laws

While making Jim breakfast I came upon a TV morning show piece on how to get along with in-laws. That must be a problem for some folks. One only needs to recall that these people raised the person you married and hopefully love. Any “shrink” would tell you that there are issues between kids and their parents. Dealing with them is another story.

For over seven years I’ve learned all about Jim’s family and loved them before I met them a year later, before we eloped. We eloped because of my family and didn’t want either family to take on the burden of financing a big wedding and Jim had just been laid off so eight of us went out, gave the vows and had lunch.

I could write a book today on how to do a $2,000 wedding with rings, wedding dress, shirt, tie, tiara, shawl, luncheon for eight and a suite at the Venetian on the 33rd floor in Vegas for two nights. Plus another night at the karaoke seniors resort Jim booked. That’s another story.

After our ceremony we called our parents and told them we were married. His family took it well, my divorced parents were unavailable so I had to contact them by email before leaving for the weekend.

Now I’m family in Texas. I bring a few dishes to Thanksgiving at Nanny’s. She knew I was OK when Jim’s belly enlarged rather than lessened. I’d like to lessen it now, Nanny! We bought Jim some jeans and Western shirts and a cool belt yesterday. It appears I’m embracing Texas,

Everyone in my husband’s family has been terrific over the years and Jim and I will celebrate six years of marriage next month. I can’t even name one name otherwise everyone will feel slighted. You’re the best! Keep cooking, especially our girls in training. Dee