The Great Tablecloth Crisis of ’10 has been resolved, so you can all relax now. Now we just need to figure out how to fit all of these people in the damn house to eat since my dad called on Tuesday and announced they decided to drive up after all! I mean, the last time we talked about it OH PROBABLY A MONTH AGO our weekend was open so no problem, right? This is where I broke out into a Tourrette’s-like fit because things were out of my control-freaky hands for a moment and why didn’t I see this coming? Don’t get me wrong. I am thrilled to have the entire family together and Bubba is great fun but we now have 9 adults, 2 teenagers and a 4 year-old to feed and entertain in a very small dining-living area. To make things extra super special fun there’s a storm coming through this weekend so we’ll all be stuck inside the house at all times. Cozy! A trip to the store to pick up a card table is in our immediate future. We have abandoned plans to make a centerpiece because that time is now being spent a.) freaking out and b.) self-medicating with booze. Seriously, Cadbury: please get to work on Xanax filled eggs.
Not only is this the first time Ed and I are hosting a family gathering/holiday meal but this will be the first time our respective parents and siblings meet. Part of me wonders if this is just going to be a big ol’ cluster and part of me figures, “Eh, fuck it. Let’s just throw them all in the same room and get this over with.”
So, if you don’t have any plans for Easter come on over! What’s one or two or eight more people at this point? HAHAHAHA<DIES>.