It’s not very often that I see my folks. They live approximately 3 hours (no matter what they tell you) away on Long Island. When we do get together, fun times are bound to happen.
Mom and Dad stopped by this weekend to drop off some of grandma’s furniture and just kind of hang together. Coincidentally, Sonia’s family had dropped by, so we had the opportunity to have one hell of a bash.
There was grilled stuff, ice cream cake, Wiffle ball, and a bottle or six of wine to be drunk. Newcomers to these gatherings always ask, “Do you guys always eat like this?” -- honestly, no. However, it’s a lot of fun to get everyone together for a party, no matter how small the reason. As my mom is fond of saying, “there’s always a reason to party!”