Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Cranky. Hrmpf.


Soooooooo.....

You know what i love? When people say they are coming to your party and then they don't.
I love planning to buy food for a certain amount of people and they don't show up. Then i get to have enough leftover crap to feed the very tiny country of Monaco. Ooh! Ooh! I LOVE that!!
I also love stressing out over not having enough seating for all of my friends only to realize that my friends really aren't my friends after all, apparently. I actually cried yesterday.

I love that the only ones of my 'friends' who bothered to show up (much less call) were my bff in from Nashville for a wedding, and my other bff who I know would rather be at home watching Family Guy. To you two, thank you so much for hanging out at my boring-ass lame fucking party. Granted, it was a party for my 8th grader's graduation so it really wasn't about me, and she had a killer time, so that's good.

But for those of you who gave me some asshole excuse about why you couldn't make it, go fuck your mother. Or a goat. Or yourself, or whatever. This isn't just for my 'friends,' either. There were some family members in there, too. I'm also going to throw in some of my daughter's friends who gave her excuses like "I'm not going because so and so's not going." Or the opposite, "I'm not going because so and so IS going." Huh??

When i was a kid, if i got invited to a party, or in this case, a grad party, i went, if only to get the hell out of my house. It was the last of social events until school started again because you know the kids with summer birthdays got the shaft, big time. They didn't get huge parties like the rest of us because there was no school in session for everyone to talk about it and build it up and there weren't all your peeps around you to help you decide who to invite and what music to play, etc. I've decided that most of the kids she goes to school with suck.

Anyways....I'm just annoyed today because i planned this for a few weeks, and the grad hat cupcakes took three people to put together because they were a bit tedious and i wanted people to actually SEE them.

I'm also annoyed at the people who say they are going to help you watch your toddler but don't because they are retarded. This one's for you mom, and grandma. (They aren't what you call computer savvy, so I'm not worried about them seeing this- ever.) My mother knows how to get under my skin with her glib comments like "you'll survive" and "you'll get through this" and "relax, breathe in, breathe out." Thanks Mrs. Miyagi. Just what i needed, useless advice.

Next time, throw me a fucking Percoset.

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