Maybe this will bring some comical relief too...

Or, it will make you mad. Or, it will make you mad/frustrated and make you laugh at the same time, while you're thinking, "What are they thinking?"

The Monday after my brother-in-law got married, my husband received a phone call from our bishop. He asked my husband if he was sick, to which my husband said, "No; do I sound sick?" Our bishop then explained that he received a call from my mother-in-law. He said "Our last name" showed up on his caller id, but he knew the area code wasn't our's, so he knew it wasn't us. So, he let his voicemail/answering machine get it. She left a message saying they had just returned from vacation and that they had a "gargled" message from my husband on their phone saying he was really sick.

Okay, say what? A gargled message? hahahaha...are you kidding me? Then, to have the nerve to call our bishop and flat out lie to him!

Oh, and since the opportunity presented itself, we also told him about how our bank had notified us twice in 5 days of someone trying to log in to our account, so we kept having to change our password. To log in to our account, you either have to have the username (which was picked by my husband's parents, so they know it) or my husband's social security number (which they also know). I'm going to go out on a limb here (though not really - definitely being sarcastic with that statement) and say it was my in-laws trying to log in to our bank account. Really? I mean, really? When we changed our username, the hackers stopped. Coincidence? I think not. Stupid crazies.

Back to the story of the "phone call." After my husband explained that he was not sick, had not been sick, and had not called them, our bishop said he would just leave it be, that they were playing games, he didn't want to play, and so he wouldn't respond.

Flash forward a few days.

We went to a water park all day, and when we got in our car, my husband had a message from our bishop. It said my in-laws had called his home three times and left messages each time and called the church office once, leaving a message there too. He also said a bishop from their home town (their old bishop, but not current bishop; our bishop didn't know this until we told him; he just knew he had a message from a bishop and wanted to figure out the relevance of him). He said he wanted to call the bishop back as a courtesy, but he wanted to talk to my husband to understand who the bishop was.

My husband called him back and told him he is not their current bishop but an old bishop. He also said he did not call them, and he couldn't have even accidentally called them because he doesn't even have their numbers stored in his phone. He said he hasn't even been close to sick, so it's just a flat out lie they are trying to pull over on everyone. This was also the day we got the postcard raving about my brother-in-law and his new wife, which was then read to our bishop, and he just said the same thing: they are playing games.

Well, I guess our bishop called their old bishop back and explained everything - that my husband is not sick nor has he been sick recently, he did not call them, and he couldn't have even butt dialed them because their numbers are not in his phone. The old bishop's response? "Yeah, I figured that's what they were doing."

I was shocked when I found out that's how that old bishop responded. I think it's kind of good news because it shows me that at least some people see what they are like.

Anyway, lies, lies, and more lies. I love our bishop so much because he doesn't put up with it, he doesn't give in, and he keeps us safe.

I hate how they always end up bothering our bishops of our wards and stake presidents, etc. They also bother our friends and family; however, it's nice to know who we can count on!

Blahhhhh this is just a small story/example of their lies. Many times their lies are much more hurtful and a lot deeper than this. They try to take them as far as they can, and they will build and build on them. Sad thing: they'll actually believe their own lies. They will always believe my husband called them, no matter what my husband says, our bishop says, their old bishop says, what anyone says. They never, ever go back on their lies. And that's pretty scary.

It's been a while...

Mainly because I have been dealing/coping with my in-laws better in the last few months. However, in the last few weeks, I've been having a hard time. I'm not sure why, but I have been upset when they do stuff. To lighten the mood, let me share a funny statement by my husband.

My brother-in-law recently got married, and I knew my in-laws would compare me to her and our marriage to their marriage, etc. It still didn't make it any easier when it happened.

We got a postcard in the mail shortly after their wedding, and the dad talked about how they missed my husband at the wedding, but they understood. Really? You understand how horribly you've treated me and us and that we don't want to talk to you to protect ourselves from further harm? Oh, wait, that's right...you don't understand because you make stuff up in your head about what I've done and how my husband wants to have a relationship with you, but I won't let him (among other things you make up). Yeah, you definitely do not understand, so just stop trying to say you do.

They went on to say how his brother really hit a homerun with his new wife, how awesome they are together and how happy they are together. Great...score...it already starts. I know it may not seem like much, but it's all meant to hurt me/us, but mainly me. I mean...how do you think it makes me/us feel when for so long all they say about/to me/us is negative, negative, negative. Boo on them!

Then comes my hubby with a statement to try to help make me feel better. Here's what he said to me (not to his family or anything since it was only said through a postcard - but still sweet and funny anyway):

Really? He hit a homerun? Well I hit a grand slam. And not just any grand slam. It's game 7 of the world series, on the road/away game/hostage territory, bottom of the 9th inning, 2 outs, full count, my team's down by 3, bases loaded, and I hit a grand slam to win not only the game, but the world series.

Thanks sweet husband. :) Good thing I understand baseball! :)