I just have to relate the family gathering at my house a couple of days ago.
My daughter and husband that lives in Honduras is "home" for two days before flying to Iceland for a vacation. (Why Iceland? My SIL likes to do weird things-for attention.) (It's paid for through church donations from the U.S., but that's another story.)
So Sunday was the only day the whole clan could meet. An old-fashion cookout was in order--I supply the house and food for some reason.
My two sisters came, plus our Dad. My other "local" daughter with husband and son were here. (The two sons-in-law barely speak to one another.)
And, to add to the "dysfunction", my ex-wife was invited (not by me!). I don't need to report, it was crazy.
Somehow, I became the brunt of "attack" by daughters, sisters, father, and ex. It was teasing, but hurtful. Things like me not running my dishwasher but twice a year (when company comes). (Why need to? Hand washed is easier and cheaper.)
But, I survived. Nobody was maimed. Even Dad was civil (more or less). Two daughters stayed overnight and that was good.
Then I babysat yest. Yes, I'm here on a Tuesday to tell about it! Whew!