The silly drunk is not there nor is the drama queen. He has settled down says someone and the drama queen? Oh! she moved on.
The gifts are all crushingly sensible now - a tray for the kitchen and a plant for the window sill perhaps. We sit around and discuss our new jobs, the last snow, the economy or the housing sector. Guess what? Babies and puppies are interesting too. After dinner we linger politely for a while, then thank our hosts and head home to our warm beds. We are rather satisfied with how the evening turned out.
Momma, we might be finally growing up.