I trust my wife completely. I never worry about what she says when jabbering with her sisters of friends. Here sisters, however, are guilty as sin of talking too much, especially in spreading gossip. Gloria absolutely will not allow anyone to talk bad about me or our relationship. I've actually witnessed her reprimanding a sister for speaking bad about me, which was a complete misunderstanding on the part of her sister. Glo set her straight, quickly!
The worst thing I see is that the women, in general, spread gossip without any consideration of the
truth. My father in law compared them ducks "kwek, kwek, kwek!" he would say. He would ignore most of what was being said, but had a keen ear for words spoken in haste or said with maliciousness. He showed no hesitation in correcting his wife and daughters, and with a stern, commanding voice. They would all immediately disperse and go back to doing something constructive. He often told me, in her presence, that if Gloria got out of hand or if she treated me poorly, I should get a stick and smack her on the butt! He always said it with a big grin, indicating that he would never raise his hand to any of them, but they never were quite sure if he would actually hold himself back so they respected his requests to stop gossiping.
I often sit among them when they chatter away, but have to leave after a few minutes because they suck up all the oxygen in the room with all of them talking at the same time.

The only time I interject myself into a conversation is when it is something important to me, a family matter. Then they speak in English, or at least translate what is being said by those who don't speak English. I get my points across, with Gloria explaining to anyone who doesn't understand. I lay down my own rules in the matter, insist on what I think should be done, then allow Gloria to handle the details.
For the most part the women of my family, and in a larger part thewomen of the barangay, are full of hot air, jabbering away with no seeming intent other than to exercise their jaws and make noise. It's no wonder the men avoid them during the day as much as possible and then spend the nights drinking themselves numb. I've been guilty of doing the same, often purchasing the beer or gin so we can all have some peace.