When my husband and I first became engaged, we went over to his mother’s house to make the announcement official. We walked into the living room; his arm was around my shoulder; and she was sitting on the sofa. He said, “Mom, we’re getting married!” She lowered her reading glasses; she looked at her son; she looked at me; she looked back at her son and replied, “Oh really? To whom?” AWKWARD.
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My first time having dinner with my boyfriend’s family, I sat between him and his somehwat tomboyish sister. My boyfriend’s mother immediately struck up small talk, which ended rather abruptly when she said “I’m so glad you are dating [boyfriend’s name], I’ve always wanted a daughter.” My boyfriend’s sister didn’t say anything. Awkward.
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I went to my great aunts Funeral this week. I left before my distant cousins arrived, but here is what happend once they were there. The room was very solomn, and my cousin and her mother began to walk around the room and tell everyone how sad it was that our aunt had ascended to the next world. Following their condolonces they handed out black cards with hot pink inserts. These little jewels turned out to be invitations to my cousins wedding in 5 weeks. Awkward.
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Before taking my boyfriend on a vacation to meet my family for the first time, I gave him what I thought was ample preparation for how “upfront” they all can be. I was driving around with my older brother and boyfriend, trying to come up with fun activities for the long weekend. I suggested we go horse back riding, but my boyfriend (who is on the extremely short side) said he hated horses. My brother, who only met him mere moments earlier, chimed in, “Why do you hate horses? You’re jockey sized.” Awkward, but not as awkward as when we arrived at my parent’s door, only to have my father shake his hand and ask if those were girls pants he was wearing. They were. Double Awkward.
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I was at my boyfriend’s house to have dinner with his family for the first time when I saw the liver steak. Let’s just say that is not my favorite food. The window was so clean that you couldn’t tell if it was open or not. Everybody left the dinner room to answer a call from grandma and I had the bright idea of throwing the liver out the window but my plan failed because the window was closed. Awkward.
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We were staying at my in-laws’ house over Easter. They live in a small town. During the afternoon when 17 family members were there to visit, I needed to use the bathroom after a pretty large meal. I stopped up the commode with the copious amounts of toilet paper required after the deed. My in-laws, unfortunately, did not own a plunger, and all the shops in town were closed for the Easter holiday. So, my father-in-law used his arm to unstop the commode.
(submitted by Andrea)
On our first trip to my boyfriend’s hometown to meet his parents, I developed a killer migraine. The headache was so bad, I couldn’t keep any medicine down due to severe nausea and vomiting.
After a few hours of watching me suffer with the headache, my boyfriend (now husband’s) father came up with what he thought was a wonderful solution: giving me migraine meds via a suppository. That’s right: my future father-in-law (who is a doctor, by the way) was offering to insert medicine in my butt. Awkward.
Miraculously, upon hearing his offer of help, I decided my migraine was cured.
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One day when my mother-in-law was visiting, we decided to watch a video of my daughter hunting Easter eggs. The egg hunt had been held at my parents’ house, so my mother-in-law had missed it. When the hunt was over, the video suddenly changed to show me sitting at my parents’ table talking. My mother-in-law and I watched as I turned to the camera and said, “Stop taping me!” My husband, from behind the camera, said, “Why?” Without missing a beat, I replied, “Because I don’t want you to tape me while I talk about your family.” Awkward.
(submitted by Melissa)