After dinner, I joined the rest of the girls in kitchen duty. We laughed and joked while washing and drying dishes. Truly, I never thought that cleaning up after a meal could be so much fun. A few of the guys tried to help us, but we kicked them out, as we were having too much fun. We needed a hen party, so to speak. It brought back memories of holidays at home when I was young. All the women in the house, even visitors, all congregated in the kitchen while the guys watched football ...