Weekend Fun

When we were stationed down south, my husbands friend's were over every day - his twin in every way but blood - was our roommate for about 3 years. Since we've been reassigned, we must host a party at our new home. Gearing up for the weekend = frat house for the next few days. I miss all those crazy boys. Their shenanigans make life entertaining. 
The only way I'll get any writing done is by locking myself in my room and ignoring the party...