DH's parents sent us a V-Day card, addressed to 'A wonderful son and DIL.' It's a treacly-sweet religious card that goes on and on about how we're a blessing to the family and our marriage is pleasing to God and so on.
That alone is weird -- DH has virtually no relationship with his parents, and they attended our wedding only because we couldn't bar them from the church (they weren't invited and didn't attend the reception). Also, his father, on the few family occasions we've seen him, has made it clear he shares his mother (BSC granny's) opinion that "Catholics aren't Christians" and our version of Christianity isn't "real." (Specifically, of all things to fuss about, he doesn't agree with infant baptism and doesn't think it 'counts' for salvation. Uhm...OK, since I'm not PG, we're probably jumping the gun on worrying about that.)
Inside the card is a book of photos of the two of them. They kind of look like the photos you get taken with a church directory or something. It's two dozen-plus photos of the two of them, which is weird in and of itself.
They're wearing the clothes they wore to our wedding -- same dress, shoes, purse for her, same suit and tie for him. At DH's request demand, they were in NONE of our wedding photos (which makes sense -- he didn't want them there in the first place, why would he want photographic evidence that they deliberately disregarded his wishes and showed up anyway?), so I can't tell if this is a jab at us -- 'we bought these fancy new clothes (MIL spent $600 on her dress, alterations, shoes, accessories) for your wedding and here are photos of us in them -- or just a flat-out WEIRD thing to do. (FTR, MIL doesn't attend church, but FIL does, so the directory photos, if they are directory photos, include a semi-regular attendee and his wife, whom no one has ever seen).
DH is alternating between thinking it's weird and being annoyed. Ever since we got married, his parents have been trying to force a relationship, trying to pretend everything is OK and they're all just one, big, happy family.
I'm gonna go with 'not my circus, not my monkeys.'