Huh. Seems once again I'm in charge of bringing pop (or sodas, or cokes, depending on your geographical region.)
Really, I'm capable of a bit more than buying pop.
My sis-in-law loves to cook the whole dinner. But just once I'd like to hear "you know, people just can't get enough of your Mashed Potato Surprise."
I'm so arrested development. I'm hardly even a woman.
