I am not sure how it always come to me to coordinate all of our family holiday weekend activities, but it does. When did the scepter pass from my mother to me? I am sure that I did not ask for this, let alone agree to take it. Somewhere along the way, I was tricked into it I am sure.
I thought perhaps it was because I have to coordinate with my in-laws, but that can’t be it. I know this because I end up having to coordinate with my siblings in-laws, as well as my hubby’s sibling’s in-laws. WTH? I am sure there is an evil little leprechaun somewhere laughing his butt off. -.-