At the parents for the night celebrating the birthdays of my brother, grandpa, and cousin.
So much cake.
I’ve made three pots of coffee so far. How do we go through so much coffee?! Not that it’s doing me any good. I’m still ready to go to sleep at any moment.
I think this is a sign that, although I’m in the company of people of many ages, I am so old.
Someone just turned the a/c on. How did I get here?
Have a good night, everyone.