Parties are F-U-N

Parties are a lot of fun, but mostly when they're at someone else's house! For about a week before your party, you're calling people, emailing them, trying to determine if some of your friends are even alive based on the response from them.

Seriously, people, a simple yes or no. In fact, it's the easiest choice in the world, you don't even have to choose. Say 'maybe'. Even if you decline and your other plans fall through, I'll still let you in. My guest list is not as exclusive as some 'downtown suburban' clubs!

I'm a woman of many lists, so I've got my who's in for dinner and what they're bringing, who's coming later so we have enough chairs, things I need to buy, things to fix around the house, things I've neglected to clean because no one ever sees them anyways.... (thanks to a much missed co-worker, I now will never forget that you put a period after an ellipse at the end of a sentence, thank you Grammar Queen)

Today will be non-stop cleaning, mowing, and setting up. Tomorrow will be non-stop putting away (next time I should just leave it away, amuse yourselves and eat with your hands), picking up garbage from the lawn I just mowed (which if I hadn't done in the first place, I wouldn't notice the garbage), and cleaning...all while hungover! But the drunk part is the best part, when you no longer care that people are wearing shoes in your house, spilling pop on the hardwood floors, strategically placing Doritos on your dining room shelves...yes, I got up on a ladder yesterday and found those remnants from the last party! As I said, cleaning places no one ever sees anyways! Let's party!