Husband Clothes

We’re having a sleepover for my son’s party–it’ll be much less expensive than the hosted party at a party place or even Chuck E. Cheese…Plus, all of his friends have had one, and my son is just dying to have one. I will be here by myself of course with a house full of boys (because my husband will be working all night as usual)…

I thought, well, my husband could buy the birthday cake. That’s a pretty fair contribution. Well, actually it’s a pretty miniscule contribution, but my husband can’t help his work schedule right now, and basically, he’s at work 24/7. We see him 15 minutes every morning as he runs off to work. BUT he likes going to the store–gets him out of the studio. So I thought, CAKE. He can do that.

No, he can’t do that. I specifically wrote “Please get a standard, normal birthday cake.” He knows exactly what that is. Instead, he got this:

This is a great cake. And as you can see from the sticker on it, it’s the moistest cake I’ve ever eaten! However, I can’t write “Happy Birthday” on this cake. I know, that’s getting picky, though I am really, truly so not the picky type–I can barely even explain in words to you how UN-picky I am…and I think I need therapy to learn to be more picky, but thats a story for another day. I suspect we’re about to enter an economic depression in which people will not even get to have a homemade birthday cake–so don’t get me wrong, I understand that my son is lucky to have a cake of any kind.

But while we still have the opportunity to buy a standard birthday cake, I’m going to take advantage of it. We went to the store together, and my son chose this:

So we’re all squared away for the party tonight. And now, onward my friends. I have a ton of work to do. It’s really stressing me out. Having a house full of boys from 6pm this evening until 12pm tomorrow is frighteningly the LEAST stressful part of this entire week. Sure, husband could have saved me that one little chore of buying the cake. But now we have 2 cakes. That’s kinda nice. I’ll eat the moist one by myself to reduce my stress levels. BTW, I have 6 weeks till baby is born and have gained only 13 pounds. (Usually people gain 20-35 pounds or more by delivery.) Must be the MOWING. So, I could probably eat 5 entire cakes and be fine. And I am so stressed out, I may very well do that.

But at least we’ll have a fun party!!!! We will miss Dad, though. (But supposedly, he’ll be home this weekend! That would be GREAT. We shall see.)

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