Making plans
…but after that I think it’s just the ordinary run-of-the-mill birthdays for the rest of the year and less of the frantic ‘eek we have to get this all done NOW!’ party sort of affair. I hope.
…but after that I think it’s just the ordinary run-of-the-mill birthdays for the rest of the year and less of the frantic ‘eek we have to get this all done NOW!’ party sort of affair. I hope.
…and we’d pretty much thrown up our hands and hoped either inspiration would strike, or else the project would magically finish itself without our help.
And then as suddenly as they all arrived, the house cleared out and it was over, and we were left with a whole lot of balloons and a big pile of birthday cards for my mom, and a table full of food.
Big scary monster stomping around New York, eating people! Crazy people fleeing like ants before its mighty stompy feet! Smaller, skittery little monsters that come along for the ride and have too many legs and eyes! Seriously, what is not to love here?