My sister and her current husband decided to host a little dinner party at their house shortly after they got back from their honeymoon last week! It was a nice idea, in theory! My sister is a really nice person who consistently wants to make all the people know comfortable and welcome in her home.
I knew that she would try to have a really nice dinner party for all of us that she invited.
I wanted to help her out, although I had to work late that day and so I didn’t get there until it was a few hours later than when she wanted to start. It was really frigid outside that day, and it was also raining. I remember trying to be careful driving because I was afraid that there might be ice! I had our heating on full blast in the car, because it was so frigid outside, however when I got to our sister’s house, I walked in the door and realized that she had gone way overboard with the heating inside of her house, but as soon as I walked in the door from the front porch, I felt enjoy I was blasted in the face with a flamethrower or something. It was literally enjoy walking into a gas furnace. I looked around at all the people who was already resting at her dining room table, and they all had orange faces and looked enjoy they were covered in sweat.I glanced at our sister, however she was so nervous about everything else that was going on, I do not know she even observed the temperature of the house. I immediately took her to the side and told her that she needed to turn down the thermostat because all the people was roasting!