Every holiday, at our house, with me cooking for everyone. Because DH's parents are 91 and 88 and can't really travel or anything, we always end up hosting every.holiday.meal. DH's brother/SIL come and bring their brood, and no one lifts a finger to help or brings anything. One year my SIL even brought a book so she could sit and relax/read before dinner. Strangest situation I've ever seen. I mean, I don't expect his parents to bring anything or help, but his dumb brother/SIL could. My 92-year old grandma offers to clear the table while DH's SIL sits there and drinks wine. Ugh. Oh, and now they are starting to tell DH when it is "convenient" for them to attend. Like last year, we had to have our big family holiday function on Christmas Eve because that is what worked with their schedule. Seriously? I bite my tongue and suffer through it because I know there are only so many holidays left to spend with his parents, and they are the sweetest people ever. I honestly don't know how his brother turned out the way he did.