Family - the pro argument

My sisters are coming, my sisters are coming!

That's right, ladies and gentlemen, for one day only (one sister is leaving the day after the other is coming in, so they're both staying longer), THREE Kidd sisters AND the Patriarch, all in one place. Let's get ready to inbiiiiiiiiiibe!

I can see it now. Beer. And Vodka-tonics. And Champagne. And Margaritas. and Wine.....and gourmet food brought by each sister, trying to outdo the other....Tom T. Hall, Frank Sinatra, Willie Nelson, Tony Bennett, Ray Charles, the Statler Brothers and me valiantly explaining the neatness of my latest Irish Drinking song collection blaring from the radio......no matter how cold and raining it is, dancing on the porch with our Dad while children and husbands look on, confused and occasionally frightened/disgusted.

Tender talk. A little good crying. Insisting that we 'kick that sucker up' into a happier song, to dry tears and get us on our feet. New stories. New lives. Old loves.

My Family.

When it's good with us, nobody has ever had it better. And I wouldn't trade them for the world.