bad girlfriend?

Well, I can make myself look busy for a few minutes while I spill my guilty heart to the rest of you.

Cinco de Mayo weekend. Boyfriend's dad is having a birthday party for his "friend" Saturday night. His dad alone invited 75 people, and had no RSVP. So we had no clue how many would show up.

Boyfriend and I helped clean things up. Friday night, I baked a gluten-free banana cake, regretting I didn't bring enough stuff for two cakes.

Saturday, a friend showed up to help arrange things. He was an interior decorator, and I suck at asthetics. So his input on where to put things was helpful. The birthday boy showed up a couple hours before people were supposed to start coming and grilled up a lot of food that was to be served.

I've had lots of experience with my mom and dad having gatherings at their house where food will be served. So I helped in trying to get as much done as possible. Considering we made a stop at the grocery store a half hour before the first person showed up, we were running short on time.

The one thing I forgot to have ready to go were the appetizers. Stupid. So after the first 15-20 people showed up, I was in the kitchen frantically making plates, and runnning them to where people were gathering and socialzing. On the trip back to the house, I'd pick up an empty tray, and repeat.

Boyfriend kinda got stuck at the grill BBQing what wasn't already prepared. He was thoughtful enough of me to tell me "get a plate, and I'll put some food on it right now." It was also a great way to start enticing people to where the grilled foods were setup.

I was kind of the hospitality person. Since I was of the few girls there, I was trying to make sure the guys had what they needed, and refill the snack plates as needed. With the layout of the properity, it was a lot of stair climbing and walking.

After about three hours, boyfriend had enough of grilling. He manged to get a plate and eat something while grilling. And we both were running out of gas. This wasn't even our party, so we made our exit, and headed up to his place at the property next door. And we weren't bothered the rest of the night.

Walking up there, he commented: "I only got to drink one beer because I couldn't get away from the grills and nobody brought me a new one." I felt terrible: at least I manged to get some of the Mai-Tai drink whenever I was in the area it was made up in as well as some wine when I was acting as temporary barmaid.

I reverted into my "hostess" mode where I was trying to make sure everyone was fed, liquored, and having a good time. I was so busy running around that I forgot about poor boyfriend stuck in grill land.

While his dad and friend appreciated what we did in helping the food flow (and my hostessing), there were a couple things that hopefully we'll remember the next time. The first is either have all the food grilled ahead of time, or hire someone to grill the food during the party. The second is to have the appetizers ready to go when people start showing up.

Overall, lots of liquor was consumed, all the food was gone, and people said they had a great time. Somehow, I think that if possible, my boyfriend will try and be out of town for the next party his dad has.

More fun than the State of the Union

This sure looks like a lot more fun than the State of the Union drinking game.

Immigration speech drinking game.

Since I can't do beer, I'll have my wine spritzer drink as a substitute. Though I can do tequilla, I just don't have anymore left. So I'll have my potato vodka as a substitute.

Should be a lot of fun all around.

kitty wake-up

I got home late last night. I wasn't looking forward to getting up at my normal time to get ready for work. I've been getting up between 6:15 - 6:30 AM.

Damn calico started at 5:00 AM wanting attention. Please shut up and let me go back to sleep.

6:15 AM came and went. I decided to sleep in a hour.

6:45 AM Magnum now wants attention. Thankfully he doesn't climb on your chest for it, but he lays next to me about where my hands are so it's easy to pet him without too much hand-eye coordination. I decide to ignore him.

He decides to stay. He won't be annoying, but he's not going anywhere either. Fine.

Catnap for a half hour. Then decide to get up.

Magnum's convienent sleeping space has me now pinned under the sheet.

Thanks. I wish I could call into work with the excuse that my cat won't let me out of bed.

the next holiday

Now that Mother's Day is over and done with and all the cards are packed up for next year, the stores gotta put something in their place.

Haven't seen Memorial Day cards, kinda hard to make a card in memory of a fallen soldier.

So I'll probably see Father's Day cards at the store when I go next time.

Memorial weekend last year was when boyfriend and I started this crazy relationship. 4th of July was the start of the fireworks in our relationship ;-)

I thought about playing a cruel trick on him this year by making a big deal about Father's Day. Though I don't think he'd appreciate it much.

I'm feeling like a neglectful girlfriend lately, so I shouldn't push my luck. I still feel bad that during the Cinco de Mayo party (I'll explain in more detail), and then yesterday I talked to boyfriend for a few minutes in the morning. Then I tried to call him on the drive back, only to find he had gone to bed already. So it's not like I'm trying to neglect his needs on purpose - life is getting in the way.

Mom, Mom, Mom, and Mom

I got to spend yesterday with four Moms. My sister, my Mom, my maternal grandmother, and my aunt. So I got my fill of Mom's.

I drove my Mom around town Saturday when we had errands to run after we did grocery shopping. Then Sunday, I helped clean the floors, and prepare the food for our Mother's Day feast. This was the first meal we hosted where we didn't have a ton of leftovers - maybe we're getting the portion thing figured out finally. Oh, and I showed up Friday night with some pretty flowers with star lillies and calla lillies (her favorite).

Just happy to see that my brother in law wasn't in the doghouse this year and got my sister a mother's day gift.