Well, that's just it. It never really occurred to me that she'd care, either. She's barely ever asked me about my family, etc. My mom sent a memorial card when my fiance's father died last year, and my FMIL sent a thank-you note back. They're both on Facebook. I figured that if either of them wanted to contact the other, they would. And as far as my father goes, he has trouble holding a phone conversation longer than 5 minutes with me; I couldn't picture him phoning a complete stranger and trying to make small-talk.
As far as the decision to elope, there was more to it. Largely it's balking at the expense, especially now that no one knows what's going on with regards to fee hikes and immigration caps and all that. But partly it was that the lack-of-contact thing is really only the start of the 'miffed' (which is putting it mildly). It was just becoming waaaay too much drama, complete with tears, recrimination and paranoia, and is really making my fiance miserable, since he has to deal with it on a regular basis. I can't stand seeing him so upset, and we both just want to get it over with.
Of course, since nothing is that simple, while this whole melt-down was happening, my father took it upon himself to book the reception hall last night. Ever seen 'Grumpy Old Men'? Think 'Slippery's Tavern.' So, now we'll have to really make up our minds.
Oh, how I wish we were simply living in sin somewhere. :p I don't even care what my grandma would think!