Birthday 11 in Postcards 4

Leaving behind all the suitcases and detritus for our upcoming staycation, we head north for a few hours. It’s Zoe’s birthday, and her mom promised her a party at ChuckECheese. We got there at nine to find they are not open. A multi-layered, multi-timed, moveable birthday party begins.

We gather next at a McDonald’s garish and cold Play Room. Really cold. Ugly green and grey, with pink and black accent colors echo much as a child’s nursery in the old USSR would. Great tubes of colored plastic filled the overhead space. Margot shuttled in guests, a cake, presents, and ice cream. Friends and kids had a grand time.

Suddenly, I spilled my entire cup of coffee all over George. We stayed long enough to see the clothes, toys, music, and doll things unwrapped before leaving. A frantic mopping began as the presents appeared. A custodian helped for which I am forever grateful.

As we drove home to put George into the shower and the clothes into the wash, Margot moved the party to ChuckECheese. A promise is a promise…no matter what.

Photo: M Hawkins.

• Himself: Gym then the first of three days of work left. He’s ready to go NOW. Lost another pound.
• Herself: Groceries for our time here plus breakfasts there. Lost another pound too.
• Reading: Stories from Sector General. Ordered three more Longmire books.
• Gratitudes: That I am able to get into a smaller swim suit comfortable.

Last updated March 22, 2016