In-laws

This last weekend, DH's cousin had a housewarming party.  During the party, I was able to talk with my aunt-in-law.  Yay!?  Or not.  I don't hate her or anything, but she is socially blunt.  It's her way or the highway.  And her way, not right that often...

Anyway, she was talking about her daughter's future in-laws and how, because they are wealthier, are uppity.  That's the word she used.  Uppity.  Uppity means self-important and arrogant.  Now, my aunt-in-law and the rest of that side of the family are solidly middle class.  Probably lower to middle middle class.  And to say that because R and A come from completely different financial and social backgrounds doesn't matter is ignorant and is perfectly representative of class differences in the US.  Lower middle class people refuse to acknowledge class.  And A and R will have some different in the future than those who are of the same class structure.  It's not uppity to acknowledge that.

But, here's the thing that really gets me.  P(DH's aunt) doesn't have the right to share that information about A's in-laws, especially not with people other than P's SO.  It doesn't matter what you think about your daughter's in-laws, because you will not interact with them.  So, if your opinion changes your daughter's, then you are poisoning her and her relationships.  This is the problem with in-laws.

Losing a ton-Late Update and various Misc

So, I do think that I got rid of the required 70 pounds.  I mean, I got rid of at least 20 pounds in books and probably another 30 pounds of clothes.  As well as some other odds and ends.  However, if we hadn't've been moving, I doubt I would've got rid of half the stuff that I did.  Oh well, I'll take success however I can get it.

So, today, my husband received a birthday card in the mail.  I asked who it was from and all he would say is someone, with this goofy patronizing smile on his face.  And then he said, you are always so curious.  So, I said, well, fine then, don't tell me.  But he always does this.  Anytime I ask about his mail and/or texts.  As if I shouldn't know this information.  Maybe I am curious.  Maybe it is more that I love him and I want to know about him, even the mundane stuff.  If I stopped asking, what will he think?  Will he think that I don't care or will he think that this is the way it should be?  Whenever I get a call or a text, he asks me about it.  So why can't I ask him?