Daughter In Laws Quotes

“You will like her," he persisted. "Egad, she's after your own heart, maman! She shot me in the arm."

"Voyons, do you think that is what I like?”
― Georgette Heyer Devil's Club, Devil's Cub

“Anna was grateful for Ursula - really she was. But Ursula, who was usually never blatantly unkind to Anna, still treated her as a foreign object, a means to the end of her son's happiness (if indeed "happy" was the word for what Bruno was, and Anna was almost sure it wasn't) and the vessel by which her grandchildren - whom she deeply loved - were carried into the world. The help that Ursula offered was for the children's sake, not Anna's.”
― Jill Alexander Essbaum, Hausfrau

“My daughters-in-law, you know..." she shrugs her rounded shoulders resignedly. "They are such sweet girls, good mothers, kind to me..."
"And such bad cooks!" we all say in unison, the refrain of every Leftovers Brunch in our history.
"Tell us," Benji says, all of us relishing the litany and details of failed dishes.
"Well, Gina, you know, she is Italian, so she brings sausages in peppers, which smells like feet. And she takes the beautiful sausages that Kurt makes at the butcher shop and cooks them until they are like hard little rocks. Ellie, she is afraid of getting fat, so she makes cheesecake with no-fat Greek yogurt and Egg Beaters and fake sugar that tastes mostly of petrol. Lisa wanted to do stuffing, and it was so dry that you could barely choke it down. I had to make a second batch of gravy in the middle of dinner because everyone was trying to soak it so that it didn't kill us."
"But you made that beautiful turkey, and those dumplings are like pillows," Andrea says.
"And your famous German potato salad," Eloise says.
"And all of those desserts from the bakery," I say, dreaming of crispy, sweet pastries, oozing custard and homemade jam and dolloped with whipped cream.
"A good meal in spite of the girls." Lois beams, knowing that we all really mean our compliments.”
― Stacey Ballis, Out to Lunch

“Hey, Lottie?" asked Claire. "Who are those girls?" She gawked at the entrance to the reception tent.
I followed her gaze and we both laid eyes on two extremely tall and gorgeous women who had just strolled in. Who came to a wedding after the ceremony? (Tacky people, that's who.) The glamazons were dressed from head to toe in Valentino and looked like they came straight off the runway.
I approached one of the young women, hoping to sniff out whether she was a wedding crasher or not. "Are you a friend of the bride or the groom?"
"Neither!" she said with a toss of her thick, dark-brown hair. "We're Alfie's daughters. We weren't going to come, but we decided it would be more fun to actually show up and ruin the wedding."
Talk about literal. Subtext and these girls were not friends.
"Oh, hi," I replied. "Well, you missed the ceremony, but cocktail hour has begun. The first dance will be starting soon."
"Perfect." She walked between Claire and me like we were a pair of black curtains.
"Why is it that hot, mean girls are still intimidating, even a decade after high school?" I winced.”
― Mary Hollis Huddleston, Without a Hitch

“The DJ announced the couple. As Alfie took Camila in his arms and spun her around, the strains of Kanye West's "Gold Digger" blasted across the tent.
Camila and Alfie stood paralyzed on the dance floor, staring at us with horror on their faces. Mary Ellen just about leapt on top of the DJ's equipment in an attempt to shut it off. He immediately understood he was in huge trouble, and after a few seconds of fumbling, Lonestar started to play.
Although we tried to recover the best we could, the damage was done. The couple danced together, but Camila's face was ashen as she clearly fought back tears.
Mary Ellen and I cornered the DJ to threaten his life, but he told us the groom's daughters had given him the orders, telling him it was a funny joke that their future stepmother would love. How could anyone believe jokes were ever appropriate at weddings?
Apparently they had also given him $500 to play the song, which really sealed the deal. There was nothing scarier than a mean girl with a boatload of cash.”
― Mary Hollis Huddleston, Without a Hitch