DH's sister's DS had his communion today. DH is away on a work trip, and I was planning to be away too, with DD, so we had said to SIL that we wouldn't be going to the party. Fine.
By way of back story, DH travels with work a lot, so I have attended several IL family occasions without him. It is an effort to socialise with them all when I'm on my own (his three sisters are really close and v cliquey), but DH likes me to go along to kind of 'represent' him. However, there have been two occasions when, because he was away, his family assumed I wouldn't be attending, and made me feel like a stalker when I turned up
.
So, my plans changed at the last minute, and I was around after all. I wasn't going to make contact, but DH wanted his parents to see DD as they rarely see her, so I rang MIL yesterday evening to see would I call around at some stage over the weekend with DD. She sounded very enthusiastic, and said that they were busy for the whole weekend preparing for the communion so the easiest thing would be to come along to it. I said, no, as SIL was using caterers, and I didn't want to throw off the numbers by turning up at the last minute, but she insisted, and said that she would tell SIL (MIL and PIL fund all their family events
). I texted SIL yesterday evening to see would it be ok if I popped in to drop off a present and see everyone, bu didn't get a reply.
Surprise surprise, when I popped into the party this afternoon with DD, I was greeted with shrieks of horror that I was there, eye-rolling by SIL, and no recollection whatsoever by MIL of the invite. She had been on the way home from a ladies boozy lunch when we spoke. I was totally mortified as everyone was joking about how I had changed my plans just to go to the party, handed over my envelope full of cash, Irish communion style!, dragged DD off the bouncy castle and legged it. WIBU never to attend another IL event without DH?