Just about everyone I know has in-law horror stories. I've always maintained that, although she drives everyone crazy with her opinions and demands, Guido's mom is basically a good person and means well. That is, until this weekend.
We were having lunch at the new Westfield Plaza, which is adjacent to the S.F. Center, and Guido's mom said flat-out to my kids, "Your mom is so fat, but she just keeps on eating."
I don't care if she's dying of cancer, and it wouldn't have mattered if I was eating a plate of carrots or an entire cheesecake; she was completely out of line to say that to my children.
I've silently taken all the insults made by her and her husband all these years. All the comments about my parents went unchallenged. Even when the old man said that Scooter was stupid and that I was lazy, I said nothing. Guido just looks the other way and lets them treat us that way.
How did these people get to the point where they have the right to treat their family this way? I've taken a lot of shit from them, from the planning of our wedding 13 years ago up to this very day. I make excuses for her, saying it's a cultural gap and she really wants what's best for us. But by insulting me in front of my children, she crossed the line. That's something that will never be forgotten or forgiven.
