It's not even 9 AM and we're already jockeying for position

[soulswallo]

My sister is over getting ready for Hailey's birthday party. My sister's good at planning these sort of things for the most part but every once in a while something like this happens:

Sis (looking at the leftover plastic cups from Cole's party, which is a mostly full package. Maybe 5 are missing from it.): Is this all we have?

Me: Yes. Why?

Sis: Weeelllllll ...

Me: You don't think it will be enough?

Sis: Well, we have 25-30 people coming and they're all going to want drinks plus we're having the root beer floats later and we'll need cups for that ...

Me: I think it'll be fine.

Sis: *looks doubtful*

Me: *thinking* You could have gone out and bought some of your own instead of mooching off the ones I bought. Hmmph. */thinking*

Me: *what I actually said* It'll be fine.

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Then there was the table incident:

Sis: We should have borrowed Amber's fold-up banquet table to put the food on.

Mom: I thought of that but then I figured we didn't need it.

Sis: *inarticulate noise which might have been rage but probably wasn't*

Mom: Well, you can always go over to Amb's house and pick it up.

Sis: *another inarticulate noise*

Mom: Nevermind! I'll go get it!

Sis: I'll do it! I didn't say I wouldn't!

Mom: *inarticulate noise of possible rage that probably isn't*

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Nothing says love like these family bonding moments!