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I'm not sure I could attend. I can't think of a Tupperware party without thinking of the ones my mom had periodically when I was a tyke. First, they were in the Living Room. This was intimidating enough by itself--it was usually closed and we weren't allowed in. There was a "den" for TV and general tomfoolery.
Second, all kinds of plates & cups came out of the cabinet that were never used, at least not at any meal I was privileged to be at.
Third, it was made very clear that we would be a) out of the living room; b) on our best behavior; c) quiet; or we would be d) sorry.
All things considered I think I'll stay home. But it was nice of you to invite me.
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