That being said, it wasn't too bad. I survived. I didn't make any snarky comments to anyone I shouldn't. We sat with the people I knew best and I was polite (mostly), charming and even funny.There was food. I like food. My kids were pretty well behaved and very cute. They were thrilled that they got presents (I was not thrilled by the presents, as every one of them makes noise and was most likely made in China. But they are plastic and will most likely break before they drive me totally out of my mind) and it only lasted 2 hours.
Now the party is over and I am home... in my footie pajamas...sitting on my bed ...watching my favorite documentary. Ah, home sweet home.