My Daughter-in-Law Invited 30 Guests to My House Until I Refused to Be Her Free Host

come with their husbands and children. Denise’s sixtieth birthday cake, a three tier thing with gold leaf on it, sat in the trunk of somebody’s Honda, and stayed there.

The party ended in my driveway at eight o’clock on a Saturday evening in front of the entire cul de sac, and I have been told, by more than one neighbor, that it was the most interesting continue reading …