So, my weight-obsessed MIL wanted to come over today and whenever she does, she offers to bring lunch or something (usually greasy Chinese food). Anyway, phone convo went like this:

MIL: Would you like me to bring lunch over?
Me: Oh, no, thank you. I'm on a diet and--
MIL: OH good! It's about time!
Me: ...*cricket*...
MIL: I mean, it's good you want to be healthy...
Me: ...*cricket*...
MIL: I mean, you don't need to lose weight...
Me: ...*cricket*...
MIL: You look great!
Me: ...*cricket*...
MIL: ...*cricket*...
Me: ...Yeah, okay, see you later.

I hung up the phone and burst out laughing. My MIL...So wonderful.