I did my best to help him. Holidays were always hard for my husband, especially since his mother.
We were just finishing up cooking the meal, after hours of preparations might I add, we were going to have to clean up again afterwards,
even more than usual after my sister in-law split all over the floor. Lazy relatives!
I pushed open the door to the dining room with the roast and none of my guests even greeted me. Ugh and my brother had his head on the table again.
Even worse he spilt all over my beautiful table. Putting down the main course I wiped up the warm crimson from my oak table. My did my brother always loose his head, but he was mighty delicious.
They all were.