Another life lesson learned

Never let your husband manage the kids’ party. Ten minutes before the party starts, you will find yourself without cake, food, party favors, or guest of honor — but with repeated assurances via cell phone that all will arrive in time. The tension is killing me.

UPDATE:  Whew!  They arrived home five minutes before the first guest, and a good time was had by all.

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  1. says

    I was worried about 16 guests, 10 and under, with no food, and no birthday girl. As it was, we sent them back to their parents awash in sugar (cake and pinata) and fat (pizza), and completely over-stimulated from too much fun. I always feel guilty, but I do it anyway.

  2. says

    Men are atrocious organizers, our minds aren’t wired for detail orientated planning.

    Instead of the video being pre-rendered, it is done on the fly. Sometimes it works and sometimes it don’t.

    There was this coding test that determied how fast you could look at a block of numbers and manipulate it down according to the test parameters. Even though I scored high in terms of mathematical ability on another portion of the test, amongst my fellow males, and the female group scored proportionally worse in terms of percentage, the female group still scored 25% better on the coding portion of the test than I. This tells me that when dealing with many variables and details, the mathematical orientated male brain can’t handle it as well as a female orientated brain.

  3. says

    Did it occur to you that skirting the edge of disaster in this way is a logical man’s way of assuring that he’ll never get asked to take care of the nitty-gritty details of partying again?

    WHAT a relief!! :-)

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