Gorgeously stressful!

Thanksgiving is a HUGE deal in my family--it's basically a yearly family reunion of all the parents, cousins, spouses and kids on my momma's side of the family.
Two days. 50-plus people. Seven cabins.
It is a recipe for disaster, but it is most un-disastrous.
I brought my manfriend for his first family event of this size.
To say he was moderately nervous is a most egregious understatement.
He was sick to his stomach for about 24 total hours.
I had never really looked at my family from the outside before, but whoa.
We are intimidating! A bunch of chatty, nosy, overly energetic people with multiple kids who will pepper you with questions about your life as a whole until you actually imagine running away into the hills of North Georgia to take your chances with hillbillies and black bears.
Let's just say I love it, but it takes a special person to marry into it.
Hopefully my sweetheart is man enough.