Yesterday’s family gathering was pretty awesome. My boyfriend’s mother and I threw down in the kitchen and managed not to step on each others toes. I wasn’t too concerned about that. I just wanted to make sure everyone was eating and having a good time. Tons of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. It was kind of overwhelming. I said my hellos and talked to a few people, but I stayed in the kitchen for the most part.
The boyfriend and I are back home now. Time to eat some pierogies, watch some TV, and relax.