hi all, I am lying on my bed with a migraine - DH s parents left a little while ago, DH has now taken DD round to friends house to play.
PIL are having a difficult time at the moment, much of it of their own (financial) making, which I won't go into. DH grandmother was also widowed recently so she has had a tough time as well. I thought it would be nice if they all came for lunch. MIL wasn't too keen on grandma coming initially as she is fed up of her (not her mother) but to keep in good books she towed the line.
We got Dinner prepared, DH set the log fire up, his dad feels the cold and sits with his coat on if we don't have fire on. They arrive, the ladies sit round in the kitchen diner while I keep an eye on the lunch and put dessert together for later. DD is playing and running in and out, she is 5. FIL goes into lounge, takes up position by fire, gets DH to fetch him drinks and turns the motor racing right up loud. He emerges only to use guest toilet and does not speak while on this sojourn through the kitchen. MIL gets slowly pickled and more and more maudlin as day goes on. I serve lunch and MIL takes one look at her plate and says "I've not got X and everyone else has" I dash off to kitchen and fetch x for her. FIL has had his own meat cooked as he wont eat the particular meat we are eating. He also has several vegetables to remove from his plate as these are not in his culinary vocabulary either. He finishes eating, picks up his beer, leaves dirty plate on table, and goes back into lounge, racing goes back on. My DH kindly clears away as nobody else offers or makes any moves. MIL and GIL sit with me at the table and eventually I start getting my homemade dessert out, it has fruit in, this is not acceptable for FIL he must have shop bought cake. Get shop bought cake out and we eat dessert.
After dinner, my DD had been good all day so DH suggests a walk over to the local allotments, DD will ride her bike and show off her new skills. fIL says "not flipping likely" and sits with tv while we take rest of family for a short stroll. We then return and clear away dinner things. FIL sits on arse. We finally come through to lounge and I gladly sit down (am four months pregnant) when FIL demands coffees! his mother and wife see his behaviour as totally acceptable but seem blind to the fact that their son/grandson (my DH ) is perfectly capable of lending a hand. I think his manners are appalling and he sauntered out to the car shortly after without so much as a thank you. Pig! AIBU?