Mother-in-law Hell

My husband’s parents have and always will suck the financial life out of us. We have been together for 7 years and finally got married this past June. I guess my mil never thought that this would happen. My husband years ago shared with me that since he was 13 years of age he would work to bail them out of debt, save their house that was on the sherif’s sale list and pay back morgage/utility bills. My husband for many years had tried to get them to move out of the city and into something that they could handle finacially (they are in their 70’s and have no savings). Their moto has always been “someone else will bail me out” or “what do I care about the cost of being buried, I’ll be dead!” Since our engagement I explained to him that if he were to marry me, he would not beable to continue to be their piggy bank. (we are both only children). I predicted that once the wedding would be done that they would be back to not paying or not being able to pay for their house and bills. His crazy aunt calls up and reconfirms my fears that they have been going without and soon they might be living on the street. One of the conditions of the marriage he made to me was coming up with a game plan to ensure that they would not be sponging off of us should the time come that they will loose the house. We will be getting a small rowhouse for them in town that they can very, very easily afford and still have alot of money left over in the month to do as they please. But, my husband has been have a terrible time convincing them that this would be a good alterative to not having a place to live. Their creidt as you can imagine is shot soooo, guess who will be owning the house?! She talks to my husband, her son daily. sometimes three times a day. Knowing what I know and seeing her and her husband once again manipulate not only him but basically me as well is all that I can take. I have a great deal of trouble even talking to her on the phone when I answer it. Our wedding was in the chirch hall that we got married in. When it came time to pick out her clothes for the wedding she procceded to say, Well, it’s not like your getting married at the Ritz.” He went clothes shopping with her and his father (My husband paid for their clothes) my mil procceded to constantly pick out dresses that were $2000.00-5,000.00 and make sure that they were something that a 20 year old would wear! (Hum…a 71 year old in a low cut gown with one VERY enlarged arthric elbows, breast down to the belly and excess skin hanging all over.) My husband was fit to be tied when she would come out of the drssing room with the clothes that she picked out! Needless to say, he and I didn’t even so much as get a dollar store card wishing us a good marriage. She also decided to “become weak and faint” after the ceremony needed to go into the pastor’s office for the air conditioning and having several nurse friends take care of her. I really don’t know what else to do. I think I’m going to loose my mind and we don’t have kids yet.