My ex husbands family (MIL, and 2 SIL) would buy us things that I would actually dread opening! (I still shudder at the thought of the brown sherry glasses, and the awful tiger and lion pictures that she bought from a door to door salesman, and the least said about the pineapple shaped multi dish thing for serving curry accompaniments the better, the fact that each piece was separately wrapped only added to the sense of impending disappointment, but at least gave us time to compose our faces)
And of course I would be tasked with buying presents for them. Oh joy.
I took the bull by the horns one year, and said that we should not buy each other presents, we should only buy for the children, as in under 12.
I was looked at as if I was the Grinch, or Jacob Marley! But it worked.
OMG, I have just remembered, apart from the sherry glasses and the awful pictures, there were the jumpers........