Last Friday’s Birthday Party
So I totally forgot to even talk about this day.
I actually planned this thing the week beforehand and man, was it a total bitch. I had intentionally invited the EB Card Club buddies to this BBQ party, an amount of about 20 people, considering that these were people who were actually on a friendly level with the birthday boys. I mean, come on, why not have a fuckin’ BBQ when it’s starting to get hot?
It took half a week to actually make a place because everyone was having trouble getting rides to Lake Elizabeth. It ended up being at the picnic area directly next to the dorm parking lots. Instead of it being on a Saturday, it was moved to Friday, which cut 5 people off the list who were initially going.
For food, it was actually reasonable. I had bought about $35 worth of Korean BBQ short ribs (36 ribs in total, considering we had expected a bunch of snacks and pork shish kebab packs) and only about a $10 extra for seasonings and containers.
It was all actually going pretty well. The BBQ bit took some time getting ready, but food and drinks were out and there wasn’t actually too much waste than I expected. In fact, I took back home much of the spare utensils, napkins, sodas, and snacks (guess I know what I’ll be munching on at midnight).
However, what really ticked me off was that almost ten additional people crashed this party, uninvited and remained unknown or unrelated to any of us or even the birthday boys. Midway through the party, the food disappeared because of these rude people and they left once they were done.
We had to pitch together almost $50 dollars to get more food (charcoal, lighter fluid, sandwiches, bacon, hot dogs and buns) for the people who were to come by later that day. It really was shady and the people who came uninvited, I realized, were people who had previously declined the invitation under reasons that they were unavailable and all of them showed up anyways. Gee, what straight up bullshit when you bring in the buddies of your buddies.
Regardless, the food was excellent. Drinks didn’t really need to be chilled and desert wasn’t necessary for a finisher either. A birthday song wasn’t required; people chatted continuously, some played games in the end, threw a football around, messed around and it was fun.
Apparently, I’m gonna be a great mom in the future (apparently, I wasn’t relaxing during the party, “like a mom usually does”). One of our buddies had vowed that he’d crash a part of mine in the future because my first try was a great success.
Bro: I swear, I’ll just go to your kid’s birthday and be like, “HEEEEeeeey, happy 4th birthday, buddy!”
Me: How would you even know I’d have a party? *plays along anyway* “and he just turned 1…”
Bro:”…OH. Well. HERE’S THE GIFT-” and then I’ll just grab food. LOL
I only regret that I couldn’t have any optional dessert crepes at the end of that day. The people who did eat them all quoted that they were the most addictive things on the Earth.
