When "But I like it" isn't good enough:
So FI and I desided Sat morning that we were going to go register that day. After 10 exhausting hours at the mall we only completed about 80% of what we wanted (we're undecided on what kind of bed we're going to purchase so we didn't register for anything bedroom wise).
Months ago FMIL had mentioned to me that she and my mother should go with me one day and tell me what's good and what's not and THEN he and I could go register. That didn't happen. As we were registering I looked at FI and said "you know your mother will have a comment about everything right?" and naturally she did.
At dinner last night with his parents, brother and sister in law I got an earfull. She wants to sit down with me one day and go through each and every item on the registries so she can approve/dissaprove. Each. And. Every. Item.
The comments at dinner all started with "SHE registered for...." Umm, no, every single thing was a WE decision, which is why it took forever.
"She registered for too many serving dishes" - WE registered for two platters and one chip/dip server
"Why did you even register for something that's only $10?!" - because it's part of a set. I dont know one person that's going to purchase only a creamer when there are matching sugar holders, teapot, cups and saucers that go with it. Also, not everybody is as wealthy as you are, our friends will be at the shower/wedding too - not just your 120 invited friends that neither of us know.
"She registered for a pot that I already have. I'll just give you mine" - WE would like our own things thank you very much
I stayed quiet the whole time to be respectful - it's his place to say something, not mine. Conveniently everything was said when he was outside trying to get the puppy to "do business" because last time she tried saying stuff he told her to stop.
Background info: we purchased stackable red washer/dryer for our home - she insisted we get side by side white ones. Every color we painted the rooms with she had a problem with because they weren't white or cream. He said "Mom it's my house!" and she wouldn't speak to him for 2 days.
At the end of her little rant about "me" I said "But these things are all things we both liked and make us happy" and thats when she asked me to come over one day so we could sit down and go through the registries.
My mother? I showed her everything we chose and she said "How exciting! Very niiiice"
Sigh.
Sorry for the vent. I don't even know if I want advice. Just a pat on the back or a hug? =/