It's always somethin'...
It's always going to be something with you, isn't it Rosie? ;~)
I guess.
Seriously, hanging out with people who spend alllll their time a) recounting party stories and b) trying to one-up one another with how smart and philosophical they are is so mentally exhausting that I was on edge the whole time.
There has to be just one Catholic guy who is more easy-going and comfortable than that, doesn't there?
A lot of them reminded me of very bratty but precocious kids.
On the other hand, I did get to play with some super cute babies and little kids. And hang out with family, which was good.