Party Time

I'm bringing sexyback - yeah! 12 hours later the damn song is still in my head...

Yesterday was grandpa's 85th, which meant that all of my siblings were in town. Whenever the five of us are in town there ends up being a party at my house. So around 10 pm last night they came filing in with plenty o' booze. The kids were asleep, and Tony was due to go to work at midnight. He could either deal with drunk people here, or drunks at the ER...at least at the ER he gets paid.

The fact that my brother explained what a "dirty sanchez" was using pooh bear was W-R-O-N-G. I'm not sure why he's become the designated dirty sex acts educator for the family, but since he is I still think he needs to find out for me what the hell a london bridge is. At least Beck didn't bring up the tossed salad discussion (again).

My sister ralphed on my carpet (okay, spewed an orzo pasta - but still technically it's vomit), threatened my brother with loud AM pooping, "bertha" won the weirdest place you've done it contest (and sent me to the floor in shock), and we all learned a little too much about what can happen in the back row of an airplane. Typical night with the sibs.

I had to throw in a pic - this is from a previous "sibs party" and features my brother in law who has fallen to the floor because he is laughing so hard. Fortunately for Nickey I deleted the toilet pics of her, otherwise that would be my picture of choice to summarize an evening with the sibs...