The party was planned. I'd had the invitations for months. Lets be honest, I probably already had my house decorated and the party table set up with the bowls exactly where I thought they should be and I was ready. READY for that first birthday party that was at our house. The one that had a million people. And a full house. And magnum bottles of wine. And intoxicated friends. And a tired mama. And it was hot. And I was SO ORGANIZED.
Yah, well fast forward one year and you know what? I just booked a place today. That isn't my house. And requires zero decorations. And wine after the party. And isn't at my house. Have I mentioned that it isn't at my house?
It's at this gym. It's an amazing deal. It's 1.5 hours. DURING NAP TIME. EFffffffffffffffffffff. So the place is ridiculous (but $100 cheaper than the little gym--and not at my house, mind you.) However, they are dumb. And make me want to be ugly. They have party times at 1:30. 3:30 and 5:30. I called over a month ago, requesting 3:30. PERFECT. Except, they only book in order. So someone else would have to book the 1:30 first. What the what? I said as much to the lady and I asked her to pencil us in. Called last week. No one.
Called today and decided to give in. When she stupidly told me that someone else called about the 3:30 and was really hoping I'd take the 1:30. This makes me irrationally angry and hateful to whoever that lack of planning mom is! mama bear. unleashed.
I hope these kids are awful.