i will not be running for political office in my lifetime.
facilitating those baby shower games with the BCF (aka BFC, best fucking cousin) was a struggle. we're some soft-spoken, somewhat antisocial, no baby-knowledge knowing fools with minimal experience leading crowds.
but we got through it and came out with some laughs, awkward moments to be laughed at later, and some satisfaction that we helped out two very deserving parents to be.
and i'd be more than happy to do it all over again.
luckily, katrina was left to fend for herself among the wolves (my aunties) while i was running around, and she lived to tell about it. that alone is quite an accomplishment.
the rest of the weekend was all about eating, asking my little cousin patrick all kinds of fun puberty questions, throwing drumsticks at U31, and hoping my girlfriend didn't think my family was so bizarre that she couldn't be with me anymore.
now the best part is. . . . it's not over! thank you dr. king for changing the country and the world, and for giving us an entire day away from work to celebrate it!
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