
Back in the day there was nothing Meg loved like a rousing backyard barbecue. Hell, with six kids to raise and a husband who looked like Prince Charles, she didn’t have a lot to smile about, and used pretty much any family occasion as an excuse to get tanked.

And here’s Meg yesterday morning, spending a little down time with a few of her kids. She still loves a good buzz, and why shouldn’t she? “I’m what the real Mrs. Brady would have looked like,” she sometimes says near the end of the evening, then does a very lame Florence Henderson impression. After she passes out, her kids joke that she looks more like Alice.
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