But this pretty much tells the story.And if you came to my house on Friday, and you didn't get enough to eat, I'm really, really sorry. Honestly. You people came hungry.
On the upside, I didn't have the guilt that comes with throwing away all the leftovers on day 3 when we can't look another plate of pasta salad in the face. Oh, and remember when we used to run out of beer at every party and have to take up a collection, and find a sober person* to make the run?
Ha ha. We're old. Anyone need some beer?
*Mom: I was always the sober person.
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