Argh. My feet. This surprise birthday party is going to be the death of me. I was running around all day. Now I have to spend the evening pretending I sat on my ass all day, otherwise John will be suspicious.
On the flipside, one of his friends and I spent the afternoon setting up this little party tent to cover the buffet tomorrow. She brought the tent, and we pulled out all the pieces (there were a gajillion), and found that the instructions were missing.
I put it together anyway.
I am a boss.
Must have been IKEA.
