Family ... gotta love'em!

So DH has a HUGE family. He's number two of six ... all boys ... in the pecking order. This year for various crises, we could not travel to his parents home where the annual chaotic Holiday celebration was held. We actually had a nice, relaxing holiday here at home. AHHHHHHHHH.

That was until a couple of days before the Holiday, when I received an email from my MIL, who said that we will not be receiving our gifts until after Christmas, and most likely until they returned from their trip to NYC after the new year.

Needless to say, DH was not happy. Me? Annoyed would be a good term, DH was actually angry. Can't say as I blame him. We FedEx'ed our gifts the week before Christmas to make sure everyone got them not only on time, but with enough time to make sure no one was angry in being slighted.

So we ended up having one gift to open from my family. Fantastic gift, don't get me wrong. Holidays are NOT about the gifts, but geez, don't tell us you got us something cool, and then neglect to tell us we won't be getting it until three weeks later. Once DH got his father to agree with him that they were being unmannered clods, he agreed (his father) to mail our gifts the Monday after Christmas. So we're now celebrating the holiday on Wednesday when they get here.

We think.