Okay the date has been set. We're having Jay's party on the 14th. He wants pizza and burgers. The cake is supposed to be 1 layer vanilla, 1 layer chocolate with vanilla frosting. They're going bowling after the festivities here. Due to the lack of other suggestions, I'm looking for a clown who strips. This sounds like some humdinger of a 21st birthday.
At least I got him to commit to a date and some of the details. It's a start. Next is getting the house in shape. That's almost impossible.
Of course before that, I have hubby's birthday next weekend. Not a clue what to get him as usual and not the energy to even stress over it.
He's off with his "girlfriend" this weekend so hopefully he'll come home in a better mood. He left here last night around 7 with some of the old "gang" to make the 5 hour trip up to where the girlfriend now lives. I'm not sure which car is racing, who will be driving, where or whether hubby is even helping out. I just know that he's gone and was so happy to be back with his racing buddies.
Yesterday was a nightmare. I just couldn't seem to get it together no matter how hard I tried. I hid the tears at work, but once I got home that was it. I didn't think I'd be able to get thru the night but while hubby was driving out to the place his racing buddies pick him up, I TM'd a great friend. Before I knew it, the lump in my throat was gone and I was actually smiling.
Thank you so much my dear, you're the best!