I just got back from my friend Carina's eighth birthday party. Last year, as I recall, her party knocked me flat. This time I took the precautionary measure of a taking small handful of ibuprophin before leaving home, so I was fine. Who knew twenty kids hopped up on sugar could make so much noise? (well I guess everyone with kids knew that, but it was a surprise to me.) Carina is my bud so I'm happy to go to her party, but I must say that, not being a parent, I don't have much to talk to the other adults about. And the kids are too busy running around in circles screaming. So I usually end up helping Carina's parents with set up, clean up, keeping the smallest kids from being trampled, etc.
Last year I sipped water while everyone else gorged on pizza, potato chips, cake and ice cream. This time I joined in and ate an ice cream brownie sundae with chocolate sauce. I can't remember that last time I consumed that much sugar. I feel kind of jittery. I'm either going to crash and zone out all evening, or I'm going to be up all night sewing. I hope it's the latter as I'm close to finishing my coat. Just have to put in the lining and do the hand sewing: the hem, finish the buttonhole backs, that kind of thing. Of course it's way too warm for a coat right now, but I want it to be finished in time for Thanksgiving in DE next week.
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