I will never host DH's family at our house for Christmas eve again.
We had no plans for Christmas eve, so DH suggested that we have his parents over. Ok, that's fine. He asks me to make a particular dish that is a kind of soup made with pasta noodles. This dish is very soothing, very easy to eat, and he asked for it because his dad had just had the rest of his teeth pulled and couldn't wear dentures just yet. So I buy the ingredients for the soup as well as a few appetizer things that his dad could manage. Two days after that, DH said he invited his brother and SIL as well, since they had no plans, either. Ok...I can accommodate them as well, no huge deal, though I am not exactly thrilled by the addition of extra people.
The day before Christmas eve, DH texts me to tell me that he has also invited his sister, her two teenaged sons, and her boyfriend. Now this, I have an issue with. This particular soup is not exactly something you serve to so many people. I don't have enough ingredients to stretch it to that many extra people. I had to ask my sister to pick up another pack of chicken for me from the store when she went, since I could have no time to do it myself.
Christmas eve, I spend the day cleaning the house like mad and sweating over dinner, which I turned into the soup with roast chicken for the main course. DH had told his family dinner would be served at 7:00. It gets to be later, and later, and..no one is there. Half an hour passes. No one. No calls. No texts. The soup, by is point, is no longer a soup..it is now bloated, mushy pasta that has soaked up every bit of broth. The roast chicken is cold. Finally, his parents show up. His sister and her brood show up nearly an hour later, and his brother and SIL are nearly two hours late. His sister's boyfriend tracked dirt on the carpet, they all left the kitchen and living room a wreck, and when everyone left I realized my expensive kitchen scissors were missing. Last time his sister was here a nearly brand new box of tampons vanished from my bathroom cabinet, so...I am guessing it was probably her.
His mother asked if this would be a new family tradition. I told her "no, I don't think so. Perhaps DH's brother/SIL will want to do something next year since they will have the baby then".