Molly is doing just fine. I think her infection is clearing up.
Just remind me next year when child's roommate calls me and invites me to child's favorite bar to celebrate her birthday to Just Say No.
Child parties hardy. I don't want to understate that. She really knows how to have fun. They went to a football game today, then had drinks at a nice place, and something to eat. I passed on that part. I went to the surprise party afterwards, starting at 9 pm. I am not all that fond of being out really late on cold winter nights when the roads are freezing up. I figured to say hi to her friends and go home after about an hour.
However, I got talked into staying late. Late enough that the child maybe had one or six drinks too many. She turned 27 on MLK. It always turned out nicely for her that she had her birthday off of school.
Everyone decided to move on to another bar. I decided to go home. Child decided I could not drive and took my keys. I was not unable to drive, and assured her I was fine. Noooo, she had to ride with me to my condo, and her friend was to find a ride and follow us. Not logical, you say? I agree, but it was her birthday, not mine. Halfway to my condo she decided I had ruined her birthday and she wanted to go where her friends were. I U-turned and returned her to her friends.
OK, that should have done it, right? Oh, no. Her friend had called on the way, and he was advised to meet child at the bar. No problem, right? Everything should have been great. She already admitted I obviously was fine to drive and wondered why I ruined her birthday. Excuse me? I was just trying to go home so that she could have some time with her friends.
I tried to drop her off. After I said goodnight to her friends, I was on my way out the door. Again, she tried to take my keys and made an issue enough so that her friend and another friend decided to follow us to my condo. If I couldn't drive, why would she get in the car with me?
So, they followed us, and I was obviously driving just fine. By the time they got back to the bar, it had to be closed. I am sorry, child. I don't know what the problem was, but I don't think it was me. I just got home - it's 2 am.
Next year,just let me stay home, OK?
10 comments:
LOL go to bed and rest:) and Happy Birthday to the Child
Deb
Oh, geez...I think she may have had six too many! Happy Birthday, Child! Jae
Hm, I know what you mean about not wanting to be driving, in poor weather conditions, after dark. I am like that now but I was not like that when I was much younger.
Anyway, I hope. overal, that the party went well.
By for now,
John.
Oh no!! I sure she really isn't mad at you.
Missie
Oh my goodness!
Sounds like a time, and I sure would stay home next year too!!
hugs,
Kathi
Maybe she was using you as an excuse to escape a bit then realized she wanted to party longer? If it was me, I'd be staying home next year! Otherwise, they might all find me under a table - snooring! Pathetic, I know.
Glad to hear Molly is doing better. :-)
Monica
It was probably the 6 too many drinks she had causing her to act like that. I am so happy Molly is feeling better.
Terra
Aren't you glad birthdays only come once a year? Paula
Now there's a way to celebrate....driving back and forth to bars with mom then telling mom SHE'S in no shape to drive. Yeah....next year just stay home. You should know by now it's ALWAYS Mom's fault!
:)
KIDS!! rose*~*~
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