1900 square feet. 46 warm bodies. 8 pizzas. 12 liters of root beer. 2 waterfights, a driveway basketball game and one guitar jam session. It's called dinner with my family. My oldest brother said the best part about these gatherings is watching the young cousins play together. A nice sentiment, but quite honestly it's the brothers and sisters-in-law roaming the halls with glazed eyes in search of a square foot without lincoln logs, or rummaging through the medicine cabinet in hopes of discovering a spare bottle of valium that I enjoy the most.
The anniversary party is tomorrow. We're just getting started.
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At least I hope you found the Valium.
Yeah, or maybe a hotel room.
Now if you can only make it home with your sanity. Oh, and maybe your kids and husband in tow.
I couldn't do it! Hope that the party went well! Have a great New Year's Eve!
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