I had to leave the other night, thanks to FIL....

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because I was having a hard time not laughing my ___ off! It was a nice dose of sweet, sweet justice. I know it might not seem like much but you have to understand, I take pleasure in even the smallest things these days. Here's the backstory and then I'll explain what got me such a happy mood that I thought it best to leave for a bit rather than risk rubbing it in. Sionce we've been stuck here I've constantly dealt with MIL making meals and including everyone but me...even s/o. No BIG deal, I can cook for myself, just very annoying. Especially when I have to sit here hungry and smelling what she's cooking while she ties up the kitchen for an hour. So the other night I put in a meatloaf for us before she and FIL got home. It was a very good meatloaf so the whole house smelled good. MIL got home first but late so she quickly threw together one of those noodles and sauce packet meals. FIL is one of those men that gets mad if dinner is not cooked and ready to be served when he walks in the door. So he got home just about the time my meatloaf was done. She dished up his noodles and was pouring his drink when I took the meatloaf out of the oven. Here's the conversation between them when she placed a plateful of noodles in front of him when all he could smell was meatloaf: FIL: What's this? MIL: Noodles FIL: Where's my meatloaf? MIL: I didn't make meatloaf. FIL: Well, I can smell meatloaf. I was sitting here getting hungry for it. MIL: It's not my meatloaf ...this was followed by FIL muttering and grumbling about wanting meatloaf and having to eat noodles. Maybe it was one of those "had to be there" moments but the whole thing just had me cracking up. I couldn't even keep a straight face when I asked s/o if he wanted HIS meatloaf. I even served it to him which is something I don't normally do...not because I have a problem with it, I just figure if I have to cook the food and clean up the kitchen and serve myself and the kids the least he can do is get his own plate! Anyway I was having such a hard time containing myself I ran out to the store even though I didn't need anything just so I could calm down. It might seem cruel if you don't know what I put up with here but it was just so funny to me that he finally got a little taste of what I've had to deal with. (and last night when he complained about not having any cookies I made a batch myself and offered him a plate but he refused, just so no one thinks I'm completely terrible! LOL)