Regular crazy was replaced by holiday crazy last week. In the days leading up to the long weekend, which included friends from out of town, my daughter’s birthday, Thanksgiving and two family Christmas parties, I became a mega bitch.
As much as I’d like to blame the steroids I was temporarily on, I cannot. My husband aptly noted that my pre-event frenzy was completely predictable.
Shockingly I didn't get pissed off by his comment, because I recognized the truth in it. When it comes to events and hosting, I tend to go a bit overboard. The frustrating ...