Problems in Threes

Ok, so we've all heard the saying, "Bad things happen in threes." Well, I'm here to tell everyone, my family is proving that wrong this week. My parents have a Christmas party every year; 150 of our nearest and dearest friends, not even including MY friends. I thought this year was going to be amazing. We have a beautiful tree, some of my best friends are coming in from out of town, and to top it all off, my dad's twin brother is coming into town to surprise him! Well, that was before the storm. First, our tree fell over. Not like a crashing to the ground kind of thing; more like a leaning on the nearest wall. Broke at least a few ornaments and we had to almost redo the whole thing. Then, my dad caught a vicious cold, which has still got him feeling crappy. Then, our oven decided that it just didn't want to work anymore, which considering we cook for these 150 people and need the oven, is a very very bad thing. THEN, today, my dad calls me at work and tells me that while blowing leaves out of the yard to make it look pretty, his leaf blower explodes. I mean, are we serious? This is almost at a ridiculous level, and I swear that if things continue the way they are, my mom is going to go insane. Thankfully, I think we've gotten it all under control, and dear god, I pray nothing else goes wrong. Now, I'm just looking forward to picking my uncle up from the airport and having my friends arrive. And when we put that new oven in, it better make some damn good food.