Not mine (this time). It's DD#2's M-I-L aka The Control Freak. DD#2's cozy baby shower for ten is being held in my home, tomorrow afternoon. Less than 24 hours before the shower The Control Freak calls and asks if it's OK that she's invited six more people. This is AFTER I've ordered the cake, AFTER I've bought the ingredients for the veggie platter, AFTER DD#1 has bought the ingredients for her meat and cheese platter. But what I'm I supposed to say, "No, it's not OK. You'll have to call them back and tell them they can't come." She said the extra guests will bring some food with them. They'd better, 'cause otherwise they won't be eating. She asked if I needed some extra chairs and I told her, "No, but I could use some more living room." I'm not buying another cake. We will all just have minuscule pieces. I'm not buying any more veggies or dip. I can just fit 16 in my living room so long as someone doesn't mind moving their chair every time anyone wants to leave or enter the room. The worst thing about it all is that I can't bitch about it to DD#2. I don't want her to feel bad in any way. It's her baby shower and I want her to enjoy it. These extras had just better be bringing super, deluxe gifts.