It's over, Thank God.
I'm not going to tell you it was a wonderful party. I went home in tears at 8:00, the party lasted until a little after 2:30 in the morning. The mugs went over great, the cake was beautiful, and there was more than enough food for four army's. I even had a beer, and I hate beer.
By 8:00 I was very, very tired, the party had started at 1:00. Just entertaining for that amount of time can make you tired. Of course, when I get tired I have terrible word retrival problems. So as the night wore on, I had more trouble putting together a sentence without stumbling over the words. I finally whispered to J, "don't get arrested tonight - have fun - I'm going home to bed." Leaving was not as easy as I thought, as everybody who saw me pick up my purse, had to question me.
My sister in law sent me out the door in tears. "Just because your tired gives you no right to ruin Jerry's party!" CHRIST, there were 50 people there and I had every right and J's blessing to leave! I wasn't ruining his party, we're married for God's sake, if he wants to "party" with me, I'm always here. I just started to cry, totally involutarily and left.
Since Ryan could see my right leg was drooping and my right hand wasn't looking great either, he rode the three blocks home with me, made sure I was in bed and walked back to the party.
They had a great time - I'll never do this again. The absolute kicker came at breakfast. My brother in law John, said we picked up the whole tab last night, we know you guys can't afford it. OK, I'm not the Vice President of Parke Davis but, I can certainly afford to throw my husband a birthday party. You don't have any idea how much that ticked me off, but, I couldn't talk to Jerry about it at that time and if I had let myself get angry at the restaurant, I would have set half of Madison on it's ear! I was polite. I smiled. And I made sure we picked up the breakfast tab for 13 people.
I guess I got off rather cheaply come to think of it -
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