SIL called DH last night and after yammering on about how things need to get cool with all of us (Xmas was awkward, as we hadn't seen them since things went down w/ her FI and DH in June), but she doesn't want to get into any of it, lets just brush it on under (can't say too much about that without seething. Her FI telling the family my H is a liar isn't trivial to me).
So then the words we'd been dreading came. "We'd really like it if you'd be in our wedding, as a bridesmaid/groomsman." EFFFFFFF. I want no part of this wedding, and the hilarity of it being in a funeral home was all I was holding onto to get me through it, but now I have to be in it. MF.
And yes, I pretty much have no choice. If I don't, it will just be one major drama with his family (and no matter how *right* DH and I are, we'll never be right when it comes to us vs. SIL, so there's really no point, as much as I HATE it), and we'll end up looking like the asshats, any way you slice it.
I just hope she plans on our dresses being black. Don't think I won't suggest it, if she doesn't.

Gone too Soon.