February 2012
1 post
So...
I’ve been pretty quiet about Louise, simple because she was so awful around the holidays that I stopped speaking to her.
In fact, I haven’t laid eyes on her in 2 months.
TWO GLORIOUS MONTHS.
But, the reality is, I’ve had to severely curb my lifestyle to avoid her, since we live right next door. But, the good news is, the move FINALLY seems to be in order.
(Things in this...
January 2012
2 posts
Line in the sand
Things are still unresolved with Louise, although we are much closer to moving.
*sigh*
THANK GOD.
It’s hard to realize that cutting someone, especially a family member, out of your life is the best thing to do. For me, after some of the hurt and anger subsides, I start to feel sympathy for the poisonous person. Part of me still wants to try to make a difference. To fix her, somehow.
...
It's been a rough few months...
Life with Louise has never been easy.
(And yes, that is CERTAINLY the understatement of the year.)
She’s crazy and chaotic. In the past, she’s been downright mean. But lately, she’s turned into a complete monster. Her disposition is still crazy & mean, but maliciously nasty is also making a daily appearance.
It’s truly exhausting, and since she lives right next door,...
December 2011
11 posts
Bah, humbug.
Louise’s grandson was born with a genetic illness. Although the boy is healthy & happy today, it’s something he & his parents will have to manage his whole life.
Of course, this is sad for the entire family. Everyone has put on a brave face and offered words of encouragement to the little boy’s parents. All except Louise. Since the birth of the child, not a day goes by...
Louise strikes again.
In an effort to hinder my Christmas gift wrapping excellence, Louise came over and took all my paper/ribbon.
Clearly she isn’t smart enough to realize I can go buy more.
*sigh*
I really hope Santa brings Louise a brain for Christmas…
Wrap this.
I love Christmas.
I love everything about it.
I choose gifts with care & wrap them with even more care. I look for special paper, satin ribbons and little added touches. I use different combinations for each person and attempt to dazzle them with anticipation. To me, each package is a tiny work of art.
The first time Louise saw my packages, which were gifts for HER family, she...
Crafting
I can’t BELIEVE I am even thinking about crafting, but apparently, this is what I’ve been reduced to.
Does anyone know of an easy ornament to make for a crazy old lady and a 5 year old kid?
Your assistance is much appreciated…
Life with Louise
lifewithlouise:
I live next door to my mother-in-law, Louise.
I can’t take what she says or does seriously or I would be hurt.
As it is, I chose to see her nastiness as a constant comedy show.
Life with Louise : she isn’t very nice but she is funny as hell.
Classic Louise
Louise’s son is a winemaker in a prestigious region.
Louise tells him repeatedly not to bring wine for her.
She buys cheap bottles of grocery store swill instead.
Louise enjoys complaining to her son that it sucks.
Life with Louise...
Louise watches The A-Team TV show from the 1980’s.
The French dub it, along with most American shows.
Louise likes to tell me that everything American is inferior, including the shows she’s addicted to watching.
Life with Louise...
Louise doesn’t understand my medical problems.
She thinks my illness is because I don’t like her.
Louise thinks everything is about her.
Although, sometimes, Louise is surprisingly perceptive…
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Art
I just showed Louise how to make trees out of old paperback books.
Louise now has a hobby, which will soon certainly morph into giving book trees to people on the street.
All that’s left to do, is sit back & await the river of thank you notes from neighbors.
You’re welcome, strangers.
You. Are. Welcome.
November 2011
2 posts
Life with Louise...
Louise just came over, in the middle of a torrential rainstorm.
She reminded me that with weather this severe, it’s best to be sure the windows are all closed.
Thank you, little drowned rat. Thank you.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
Louise came over in a panic. We’ve been watching a friend’s dog for 2 weeks, while they are on vacation. Incidentally, the dog is actually a bear and weighs as much as me, which makes it hard to forget she’s there. She impersonates a huge rug sprawled out on my floor.
Anyway, Hurricane Louise stormed into my kitchen, beside herself with worry. Speaking in rapid, disjointed...
October 2011
6 posts
Thrown for a loop...
Louise just called me.
This is literally the first time in 4 years that she’s ever called me.
She wanted to know how I was feeling and if I was getting enough rest. She also told me that she was thinking of me.
So, let me ask you guys something —
It’s safe to assume she’s been poisoning me, right?
I should probably seek immediate medical attention…
Life with Louise
Once again, Louise is full of something she mistakenly calls wisdom.
My mother is coming to visit - it will be the first time I’ve seen her in almost 2 years. Living an ocean away makes visits more difficult, especially with so many other things demanding attention. Somehow, time slips away… Anyway, all that ends this week when my mother arrives.
When Louise heard the news, she...
Life with Louise
Louise thinks her digital frame is a movie.
She watches it in 4 hour increments & complains it’s ‘far too long’.
The seemingly thoughtful gift is nothing but a burden.
Louise hates burdens.
Life with Louise.
Louise’s grandson comes to visit her once a month.
They watch cartoons together every morning.
Louise tells him to shut up while they watch, as she doesn’t want to miss anything.
Life with Louise...
Louise is my mother in law. She has a foot in the grave and a brain that resides somewhere in the 4th dimension. Louise tells me I smile too much.
Louise invents stories about people she knows, in lieu of the truth. She specializes in judgmental fiction and is her own best audience. Once Louise creates it, she wholeheartedly believes it.
Louise thinks everything is about her. No matter the...
Life with Louise...
I live next door to my mother-in-law, Louise.
I can’t take what she says or does seriously or I would be hurt.
As it is, I chose to see her nastiness as a constant comedy show.
Life with Louise : she isn’t very nice but she is funny as hell.
