Well yesterday wasn't as bad as it could've been. Barbie and her sister actually decided to view the body. I couldn't've done that, and would've advised against it if asked, but that wasn't my call. She seemed to get a sense of closure from it, so more power to her.
We've got a ton of food left over, plus all the food coming tomorrow for the bris.
Time to get eatin'.
Tonight...dinner with Barbie's friends and then a horribly, impossibly vulgar movie with mine.
Talking to yourself is a sign of impending mental collapse.
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