What is your worst MIL story?

I get along quite well with my MIL. She has a few quirks however that really bothered me years ago and now they are just a part of her personality that I have learned to ignore. She constantly has to have what everyone else has. If I get a new blouse (she's petite and barely 5 feet tall and I'm plus sized and 5 feet 8) she will buy something similar. I went shopping with her to a gift shop years ago. I really liked lighthouses and when we saw some decorations with lighthouses on them, I remarked how much I love lighthouses (actually I like the stories of people who lived in them!). She just looked at me strangely and within a week of that shopping outing, she had purchased a collection of lighthouses! If I get a new printer, her printer is no longer any good and she needs to get one just like it! If a paint a wall (I really rarely redecorate) she will redo an entire room! If we go on vacation somewhere, she has to go there too. I just wish she could be happy for us. It's seems to always relate to her in some way. I have stopped letting it be personal. I think it's more about an insecurity on her part than it is a way to spoil our fun. Overall, I love her dearly and wouldn't change her for anyone else's MIL! Especially one who took my furniture!

These are more funny than bad. There was the first Thanksgiving that we had done at my house. I was starting to make gravy (with flour) when she yanked the spoon out of my hand, informed me that it would be much better with corn starch and proceeded to make the gravy herself. When my oldest was born the doctor told me I could resume some normal activities as long as I didn't overexert myself or lift anything larger than the baby. I went grocery shopping with my MIL and she pushed the cart. Then we got to the car and I was very careful only to lift the light packages into the car, leaving the heavier ones for her. I got a lecture from her about how if I kept up doing all that 'heavy lifting' my womb would fall. I almost bit a hole through my lip on that one! And then there was the time we had driven to her place and had agreed that we would bring our niece home. I was flying home due to back problems so we had go to the airport before the rest of them continued the drive. We were getting ready to leave when she flew all into a panic about the time. She had thought it was an hour earlier. She absolutely insisted that she could not allow our niece to get into that car without having a bath first. Almost made me late for my flight! And then there was the time I was taking a walk with the stroller (my oldest or the twins, I don't remember). I wasn't quite ready to leave and she was waving the diaper bag in my face. Told her I wasn't ready to go but that I wouldn't forget to grab it before I left. Then I left and got partway down the street and somebody started crying. No diaper bag. Turned around and went back and there she was on the lawn, diaper bag in hand with a very smug look on her face! Can't think of anything mean she ever did to me, just annoying!

My mother-in-law was not that bad, but because we adopted and I could not get pregnant, she figured I had no idea how to hold my babies. And she was the type that did not approve of watching anything other then the weather channel. And she always insisted on having sausages and those new years fritters that were not that good for me. Talk about killing through kindness. So she was not that bad.

Oh boy. Talk about taking it too far. Was she actually sane when she did this? I just can't fathom someone sane doing that to their daughter-in-law, especially when they are pregnant!