I just got back from Des Moines. One of my nephews got married. Everyone in my family made it: my mom, her 5 kids (including me) and all of her grandchildren (including my 2 girls). We had a blast. Not many adults were fully sober from Thursday to Monday. My sister and her husband (whose son got hitched) really know how to throw a neverending party.
God, there are so many smoking hot chicks in Des Moines, at least in their group. The eye candy was as abundant as the social lubricant.
So, I'm back! We were greeted by a leaking ice-maker tube on the back of the fridge, and water all over the kitchen floor. Wee! Back to reality . . .