Saturday it rained all day. Which wasn't a big deal because there weren't too many people there so we stayed in the garage most of the time. A few (supervised) kids were there but mostly adult relatives and friends. Sunday morning I had to clean the house before more people came over. It was awesome and I was very happy to do so. (sarcasm)
Sunday there were a ton of people over. A few times I started to feel a little anxiety. I don't really like groups of people or being anywhere near the center of attention. Early in the day two families on Matt's showed up and between the two families there were 9
I would like to say that it was a great time but it wasn't. It was nice to see our friends and it was ok after I decided just to drink enough that I didn't care about the mess. I swear all I did before I had a buzz from the booze was clean up messes. I mean come on, we had two big trash cans available for use. How hard is it to throw a damn paper plate away? Seriously. And wipe your feet. We have plenty of rugs.
Sunday night before I
I owe a big thank you to mom and dad for helping cook and clean all weekend. Most of the mud is out of our brand new carpet. But I was too
So, moral of the story... never again will we be invited all our relatives and their 57 kids over to our house. The only time we will be invited people over is if they stay in the garage or on the deck and watch their kids.
Don't forget that my 100th post is coming and you can ask me whatever you want and I will answer it in that post. Ask as many as you want. I have two questions now so if you don't ask more it will be a pretty lame post.