It was already Christmas Eve and we were just a few hours away from my mom’s first Christmas Eve party. Vince had suggested that we help my mom set up for it, but I was a bit hesitant. I don’t mind helping out it’s just that my mother can be a bit rough when it comes to these things.
The minute Vince and I stepped foot into the house, mom began rattling off jobs and instructions to everyone. Vince and my dad had to set up the bar area and the table outside in the backyard, Hazel was stuck with mom cutting and preparing the food on silver platters, while I had to make the bouquet arrangements. I have to say I was pretty ecstatic about my job mostly because it meant I didn’t have to hear mom complain or tell me that I was doing something incorrectly.
Every so often mom would go out to th
