Enjoying the party
On March 5th some friends and family had a surprise birthday party for my cousin Arielle. I was the instigator, and grand architect, but I had a lot of help. Other people suggested the main course, brought the dessert, made the meal, and set the table. You should know I don’t know how to set the table with such class. My greatest accomplishment of the day was sneaking most of the guests into the house so we could all come up the stairs together and surprise her singing happy birthday. It was a height of brilliance I will probably never again attain.
Savoring the company
A wonderful time was had by all. When good friends and family are gathered round, and love and laughter are present, how can you not have a good time? I think more than one person considered it the best birthday party they had ever attended.
My biggest contribution to the party was the special present I made for Arielle. It was a fictitious story about Arielle’s supposed wedding, and the disasters therein. The story content was completely immature humor about boogers and deranged relatives, and (for those who can appreciate that sort of thing) utterly hysterical. A large part of the party was consumed by Arielle reading the story aloud, and all of us laughing ourselves silly.
So maybe that isn’t your typical birthday party, but we all enjoyed it.
The birthday girl
Most importantly, Arielle thought everything was perfect
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