Party On

Hard to believe tomorrow Grumpy celebrates his third birthday in Naperville. (He's actually 52, but you know what I mean). The first year regular readers may recall we had an entire house remodelled in six weeks, just in time. Orphan No. 2, my GBF and Grumpy's brother and family descended upon us and there was absolute mayhem. It was certainly fun, but manic.
Last year we had friends from England staying with us, and set them to work in the kitchen for the annual barbecue. They were meant to be on vacation, but we still made them lug a huge ice table and serve Chicago style hot dogs.
Well this year things are a little quieter. First time with no house guests. The party of the year is on Sunday and we're all set. Trouble is, I'm so used to the usual insanity, this time it all seems a bit tame...