If that's the same as sloppy seconds, then you're good to go.
We're going to Bill's daughter's house (where I am referred to as their "evil junkie stepmother").
I am only expected to have a home made dessert in tow that weighs more than 4 pounds. Today, it's a six-pound raspberry cheescake that serves 24, which is great considering that there are 12 of us!
Have a painless drive both ways and a great day witch yo fambly [sic].
If you're too loaded to finish the drive home, you and Joyce can always crash here.
