HUMOR

At Least No One Died When I Poisoned My Entire Family at a Christmas Party

They will never let me forget!

Photo by Usman Yousaf on Unsplash

I always had to throw parties in my family. I had parties for everything. My parent’s 50th anniversary. My sister’s and brother-in-law’s 25th anniversary.

After funerals and graduations.

Only me.

I tried “punishing” everyone and stopped having parties for a while but it drove me crazy.

We needed to celebrate more often and it was up to me.

One year I decided to gather the extended family on my dad’s side. He had 2 living siblings and their families that lived close by. My aunts, uncles, cousins, and their children. My brother was visiting from Minnesota in December so I decided to have a Christmas party.

Altogether 30 adults and children came to the gathering.

I served a bunch of food including roast beef sandwiches. I had 2 crockpots full of pulled beef and everyone helped themselves.

We had a blast.

We showed old family movies that featured my grandparents, long gone, and almost everyone who was at the party. Many of us were babies in the movies.