Snowleo and I are having a Holiday Cocktail party at his place this weekend. It's also his birthday as well as a couple of my other friends (one is 50!). It's on the east side, so a few of mes amigos are stopping by to avoid the traffic, all the worse because it's the holiday season and a Friday.
But the thing that is driving him the most crazy? He has to *clean up*. Yep, putting stuff away, or even *throwing* it away. I sweetly tell him to look at the bright side: he'll have a clean house to come back to after Christmas :)
