Eight boys and No Party

Tonight we had my oldest son's birthday
party. Since he was born on Christmas Day we usually celebrate
early enough for him to have friends over. I like to pay more
attention to their birthdays since we try to concentrate on Jesus at
Christmas. They know there isn't a Santa and we celebrate
Christmas because it's Jesus's birthday.

So this year I
offered him a party or the money I'd spend on a party. He chose
the money but then decided he'd like to have a few friends over for a
couple hours. Okay, maybe I'm naive. I'm thinking a couple
friends over to play, like a party but not really a party.

Yea
right! One thing leads to another and before I know it I've spent
money on paper plates, napkins and a tablecloth. Then a small
present from the family for him. I thought I'd order pizza.
Big mistake. I forgot Dominos had the deal where medium one
topping pizzas are $5 each and I order larges. Three pizzas ran
me $40. Can you believe it? I about had a coronary. I
was sure the lady on the phone misquoted the price but sure enough the
guy at the door says 38.55. Can you spell ROBBERY? or STUPID?

I guess I spent about $40 at Stuffmart, $40 bucks on pizza. I
could have done a blowout at Gattistown for $120 bucks. Boy did I
learn my lesson. Feeding 8 boys, buying pizza, a small present,
oh and I forgot the $14 for the cake! There certainly wasn't much
left over for the “I want money” fund.

Then add 8 boys hiped up on sugar from suckers, cake, those yucky puffy cheetos and juice boxes. We had one doozie of a NONparty!