I have to share because today is so slow I could tear my eyes out:
So after a week of vague guilt tripping from my mom over how she and her husband didn't have plans for Easter dinner, I invited them to my place.
Two days later, I now have 8 people to feed for Easter. Eight. Started with 4, (mom, stepdad, me, fiance), now looking at 8, possibly 9. And yes, to confirm your suspicion, fi and I invited only my mom and stepdad.
If you give a mouse a freaking cookie it goes and invites my brother, his wife, my stepsister and my nephew. While I'm totally pleased to have my family around on Easter, I ... a) have no idea how I'm going to make enough food for all these people without driving myself crazy and b) have no idea where the eff to put them in my teeny apartment.
Looks like we might have Easter dinner on the lawn...

It's a girl!
