Hooray! It’s birthday season again! I’m speaking from the perspective of our children of course. Since their special days are three weeks apart, they agreed to celebrate on the same day. We still have to throw two parties, but at least we’ll get it all done at once…I jest.
Our son asked if he could take four friends to Disneyland but I said, “No. Seven thousand dollars is too much to spend on a birthday.” A fiscally astute parent ought to be able to bring that one home in half that amount.
So instead we opted for a beach party. Given you can buy about 50 pies for a buck 95 around here, I starting thinking we’d get off easy…that is until our son invited his entire middle school! Now, I’m thinking I’ve got to buy a Dominos franchise to pull this off. You see, this can go either way. Lemme ‘splain.
I’m not joking when I say he’s been on a mass media campaign during the last three weeks to drive attendance to this party. If he knew Mark Zuckerberg, he’d have asked him to make an announcement at the Facebook IPO. Flyers, emails, Facebook posts…he’s working all the channels, but the one he’s best at is the old “face-to-face”…”are you coming to my party?”…”are you coming to my party?”…”are you coming to my party?” You gotta luv him. But he’s such a quirky little guy that who knows if ANYBODY will show up! His younger sister is much more laid-back about the whole thing. If no one comes, she’ll just race the dolphins…and win of course.
So here’s the scoop. It’s Friday night as I write this and the party is tomorrow at noon. Basically, this is an “On Dad’s Watch” prequel. We have NO IDEA how many people will be there. So I’ll wrap up tomorrow night with a few party highlights. In the mean time, have a lovely Saturday…
tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…time passing On Dad’s Watch as we sleep…”zzzzzzzzz”… party…and…
Hey! We’re back! Sorry to keep you guys waiting. The party was a smashing success! Kids actually showed up! It was kinda cool when the delivery guy brought a stack of pizza pies down to the ocean’s edge. The kids had a great time, even without my corny jokes. The only reaction I got was a gasp when I said, “Guys, when you’re done with your plates and cans just chuck ’em in the ocean.”
Time to close the books on Birthday Season 2012. Drop by tomorrow if you’re in the area. You guessed it…leftover pizza and cake.