Impromptu Party...

Clark with one of our friends, not the tequila culprit...

So Travis and I were invited to a picnic to hang out with one of our friends that has moved back to the good ole US of A and was making a short appearance in our neck of the woods. YAY!

Well a few days prior to the scheduled event I happened to check the weather for the big day and noticed that it was going to be cruddy out.  I sent a quick email out to the event organizer and all of our other friends that were going to be at the picnic asking about a contingency plan... No Reply. What ever...

So we all head out to the park for the picnic, it is less than 50 F out and cloudy, I've bundled the baby up like the kid off of "A Christmas Story" and have cut cheese, sausage, and made dip. Travis and I get there to hang out with everyone for all of forty-five minutes and then the sky opens up and the rain comes down. Contingency Plan??? Nope still nothing.

One of our friends offers up their apartment to go hang out in. "Um... there are 25 people out here and you have the European apartment the size of a shoe box." This just came out of my husbands mouth... I instantly have the look of fear come over my face. I know exactly what is about to follow... "Why don't you all come over to our house, we can light up the grill and hang out there?!?"

FU&*)*(*&(*&(*&(&&(&(*!!!! That's right, I am married to the nicest guy on the planet, the guy that offers up his house to his friends, the guy that doesn't check with his wife first because he forgot they have a baby and she is tired and that "Party Throwing" Jack left the building mid November... I suck it up. I will allow it because we haven't seen our friend for some time and because everyone got together to celebrate her... Sure Come On Over...

So everyone converges on our house and we lock the dogs up and pull out snack food and pull out the cooler and stock the fridge with beer, etc... All goes well, they don't stay too terribly late (by non baby standards, because if they knew what life was like for people with a baby they would have left at 730) and my house is relatively clean (as far as parties go).

But then the next day arrives and we start to notice that things are strange... 1st, where is the dogs collar? Removed and hidden... WTF???

Next the thing that GOT MY GOAT: Travis says to me, "Let me tell you a story... Last night I heard B ask G, "what are you drinking?" G says crown, B says "EW", G says, "it is better than that crap rum you're drinking." B says, "I'm not drinking rum, I'm drinking tequila."" So Travis goes on to tell me that he didn't think much of the conversation and walked off to do something else... Well apparently he realized after the party was over that B had decided that it would be fine to just open up our $70 bottle of Patron without asking... Are you shitting me? Who does that? Really??? The least he could have done was ask if it was okay... Dude where in the hell are your manners? Your mother would be ashamed, and if she isn't then her mother should be!!!

Have you ever had a party and had people do random things that make you question their sanity or manners?