My sister always hosts the family events. My mother is a little too old to be doing all that work and I'm not much of a cook, plus I live on the second floor making it hard on my parents to get up those steps.
On Thanksgiving it was freezing in her house. I kept my jacket on the entire time, even while eating dinner. I actually remote started my car and went in there a few times to catch a cigarette, but it was a good excuse to get warm.
We weren't so rude as to eat and leave, but we didn't stick around very long either. It was just too uncomfortable. I don't know if my parents said something or her son, but when we went there for Christmas it was actually nice--not real warm, but enough to where you could stay a while.