Whenever my wife and I happen to host any extended family gathering, we regularly disagree, because ‘to host’ in my understanding means to chip in for pizza and some booze, and my wife, in one of her past lives, was definitely the court master of ceremonies of one of the French kings. With everything that follows from this.
And this, mind you, despite the fact that our relatives on both sides are really decent guests – unlike, for example, this guy’s in-laws. And his wife’s next attempt to give her mom and sister another “second chance”, agreeing to host Easter for the extended family, turned out to be a real demarche for the guy.
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