"Come over for Dinner"

Holidays are great, the family gets together for dinner with 80 or 90 of our closest friends. Seriously, all together at Easter Dinner we had 26 people. Not that I have a problem with any of the people that came, it's just that it creates a few logistic problems, like trying to eat. Things that I overheard at dinner: "Could you pass the salt, and take your elbow out of my pasta salad." "Oh that's an interesting smell, what is that, Thyme?" "No, sorry, that's the Dog." Also, my mom has an obsession with the 50 Cent song, "In Da Club." Fortunately she only knows the first few lines, so she's been singing, "Go Todd, It's your birfday", while dancing the "cabbage patch" and proving to us all just how really white she is.