(1) Someone will always be sick during a family gathering. In this case, my spouse provided the constant cough sounding like a lung extrusion.
(2) Appearances may be deceiving. Review of the graduation program revealed that many of the shaggy, unkempt boys in my home on weekends have 4.0 grade point averages, perfect ACT scores, and other significant academic achievements.
(3) The day you plan the barbecue will be the worst weather of the weekend, no matter what every online weather forecast predicts.
(4) Graduation speakers suck. OK, I will back off a bit. One of the 4 student speakers sucked, one entertained, and the other two were tolerable. At least the students were limited to a couple of minutes each. The main speaker could have been entertaining, but he droned on forever about stuff that happened at another school in our district. Mentioning the tragic shootings would have been fine, but making it the major theme of your talk was, well, BORING for those of us at a school where it did not actually happen!
(5) Having a sick spouse home with dirty laundry, the oldest sprog back for the ceremonies, a visiting housecat, and 5 other relatives staying under our roof will make the house irresistible for viewing to at least one real estate agent. Saturday after the ceremony, we all changed clothes, shoved suitcases into closets, tossed the cat in a car, and vacated for a couple of hours. I left some banners up, but I didn't want to miss a potential buyer. No bid yet, but two more viewings this afternoon.
(6) My mom's best recipe is Whiskey Sour Slushies. Every situation can be made better with enough of these concoctions.