Why in God’s name is there no wine or cheap alcohol in my sister’s house? How can one be expected to take care of small children if there’s no booze around? I’m not going to have the patience to deal with them if I don’t deaden my nerves with at least one cocktail. One VERY strong cocktail.
Little bastards are running me ragged.
Won’t someone take pity on me and bring me a frozen drink with a little umbrella in it?