Martha Stewart is a Lazy Bitch....

Ok, so sue me. It's been more than 24. But, I really have a good excuse! My mother-in-law came to stay with me for three days while my hub was out of town.

Now, to truly understand the impact that this would have not only on my day-to-day life, but especially my tiny psyche, you must understand my mother in law. She is amazing. I say she "makes Martha Stewart look like a lazy bitch with no good ideas". She is the mother of six, and grandmother of 12, with my newest creation on the way and making it a baker's dozen. She can whip up a meal of 6 dishes to feed 30 in about an two hours. The last time she visited, she brought blackberries from her garden. That she grew herself. She brought them here. She taught the kids how to make homemade jam. She made about 40 jars full. For crying out loud! I am NOT making fun of her, or being critical. It's just she is that fucking amazing, and I just can't seem to get enough of her to rub off on me. She is so amazing to the the point that it can be intimidating at times.

A woman, or a MIL like that would have more than enough reason to be condescending and look down on any daughter-in-law, or DIL applicant. Nope. Not her. She is so warm and loving and helpful, it almost makes it worse! Ha!

I was so stressed out about her visit, that after two hours, I pulled her outside and told her what I really thought of her. This was a real dilemma for me, as we have the intimidation factor on my end, plus confrontation in general, and I was combining this with a little-known method of pure honesty. I can't say I am good at any of those things, actually.

The end result is it brought us much closer. At least, I believe so. She told me that she loved me because I take such good care of her son and grandchildren, and the rest of the time she was best friend and inspiration rolled into one.

Emotional honesty is not my strong suit, as I have mentioned. I am great with my kids and my husband, but not so much with friends and other family. I am sure I am not the only one that has this handicap. I just think that maybe I am growing a bit and relaxing with myself. And maybe we should all try to be a bit more loving and vulnerable, starting with those that we know deep down accept us as we are. Puke--- this is getting sappy. Anyway, just wanted to share my week's life lesson.

It's a good thing.