A huge party... because of a little dog...
by, 08-28-2010 at 05:58 AM
Today's Tucker's birthday party. I am hobbling along at a slower pace due to an almost broken big toe (long story but if I hadn't been a CNA and a nursing student I probably would've went to the ER.). I am boiling eggs for deviled eggs and dipping strawberries in chocolate currently. So far 40 people RSVPed between "yes!" and "Most likely!". Three panic attacks so far (once again how I'm a freak: a 400lb dementia patient can come at me full run, I don't care. 40 people at my house I freak). The theme is "Star Wars Beach Party!" Thanks to Tucker disqualifying from service dog school because of Darth Vader and his birthday being this weekend. If I pull this off I am awesome, maybe I'm awesome either way, but I am thinking my friends and neighbors don't see the flaws and instead see how Kim is great. A lot of my friends and co-workers RSVPed simply because I'm cooking, which feels like a great compliment. My friend Traci from work, heard about the number of people and how I've freaked out... She walkie-talkied me (actually Vocera-ed, but it's like a walkie-talkie meets cell phone) and was like "You have Darth Vader cake and booze. You'll be fine." Then ended the call. It will be fine. And I just pray I don't need to take anyone to the ER or have to talk to police officers...:D