I Ended Up Going to the Wedding

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Last weekend my brother got married (for the second time.) He and his wife rented a Victorian house about 25 minutes away from Fort Bragg for both of our families to stay in, and they got married in the back yard overlooking the ocean. My youngest brother officiated the ceremony. The entire weekend it was so foggy you couldn't even see the ocean, but the fog cleared up just in time for their ceremony. Afterwards, we spotted two whales off in the distance spouting water up in the air. It was a magical, beautiful experience. Well, sort of. If I overlook the fact that my sister-in-law's family pissed me off right before the ceremony. They were doing a photoshoot on the stairs (unbeknownst to me) and I happened to walk out of the upstairs bathroom right in the middle of it. Now, they SAW that someone was in the bathroom, heard the toilet flush and the sink running, but it never once occurred to any of them to knock on the door and say "hey, can you wait a few minutes before coming out? We're taking pictures out here." Nope. Her mom and sister-in-law screamed at me for "ruining" the picture. So I turned around and shut myself back in the bathroom since they were getting up in my face and wouldn't let me pass. My sister-in-law just laughed. Then, nobody had the decency to let me know when they were finished with their photoshoot. So, yeah, I was very angry and when I finally went back downstairs I ranted to my family about it. I know some of her family overheard me, but I don't care. Her mom and SIL are rich, entitled shrews who spend an awful lot of time drinking booze. They were very offish to our side of the family the entire weekend. During the reception the SIL had the nerve to come up to me and my sister while we were still eating and demand that we help take down decorations because they were so "overwhelmed." Nobody had asked us beforehand to help with setup or taking down anything. When I am invited to a wedding, I do not expect to have to work during it. I was visiting with my family and I said "Screw it. I have fibromyalgia and I'm not doing anything." I wasn't going to hurt myself because they decided they had to pack up all the decorations then and there. To hell with that. (I even informed my brother beforehand that I have been having a bad flare. So he knew that and should have probably let his in-laws know that I couldn't help move tables or anything strenuous.) Anyway. Other than that it was a beautiful wedding. I had to keep reminding myself that I wasn't mad at my sister-in-law, just her family. Hopefully I'll never have to see those jerks again. Seems like there always has to be at least one person who tries to ruin everything for everyone else. I found out afterwards that they screamed at my youngest brother's girlfriend also and demanded that she prep snacks for the reception (even though she also was not aware she was expected to do anything like that.) I get that they were stressed out trying to throw the perfect wedding for my sister-in-law, but that is no excuse to be rude to guests. Especially the groom's family! This wasn't even my brother's first wedding, so I didn't care if it was perfect or not. His ex-wife's family never would have treated us that way. Plus, at his first wedding it was communicated that they would need help with things. They didn't expect anyone to be mind readers and then get mad when they weren't. I hope he enjoys being married to his new wife and her mother, since it seems he's now married to them both. Her mom is a helicopter mom who treats her like a baby even though she is 33 years old. I wouldn't want her mother as a mother-in-law, that's for sure. The mom actually hovered around them once the ceremony began until my sister-in-law's brother came up and led her away. She would have just hovered up there while they said their vows like she was the bride. Now if this marriage doesn't last and my brother ever gets married again, he better freaking elope. Because I'm not going to another wedding for him again. Have you ever gone to a wedding where the bride's family members were acting like bridezillas? I swear, you would have thought they were the ones getting married instead.