Blog? What Blog?

Ok, so I've never had a desire to blog before, but after spending the last hour and 14 minutes of my life reading the blog of my friend Kerry, I figure- eh, why not...let's try this blogging thing!

So three months ago, I get a phone call-
"I'd like to book a party for June 15th 5-8pm"
"Ok, sounds good"
No big deal right?

So 3 days ago I'm sitting at the dinner table-
"Oh, Mike before I forget- you'r doing a party for me this friday night, no big deal- we have to make an 8 minute slide show for my girl scout troop, and then all I need is for you to come, show the movie and play some music for the girls"
...thanks Mom, for the advance notice?

Anyway, I get to the party today and the house is HUGE- I mean, I could get lost in this house and not find my way out untill hell freezes over. The woman comes out and walks me to the back yard (which, naturally- is HUGE) "I want you out here"
me "Ok, all we're gonna need is an outlet"
her "Oh, well- do you see one?"
now i'm thinking "we're in the middle of a field bigger then the one my elementary school had- where would i find an outlet? is she hiding one in the dog??" but I move on, find an outlet and the party begins.

The kids get there, and before i know it there are 40 kids jumping into the pool. Now, i'm no expert, but Let's see if anyone else can spot the hazards in this next situation. One pool, 40 eleven year old kids, one float thing (which everyone wants) and a diving board. Well, needless to say, the kids started coming up with some creative ways to sieze this float and soon enough I see kids leaping off the diving board and trying the "aerial attack" approach. 2 bloody noses later, the kids are now sharing the float and just floating around on it, but the mom is still worried someone will fall off too close to the side and split thier skull, so the mom tells the housekeeper to stand by the edge of the pool, and when the float gets too close...kick it. I think watching this little woman spend the next hour running around the pool kicking this thing in all possible directions was the most entertaining part of my day.

The party ends and we speed over to the country club to show this slideshow thing for my mom. We rush in, and one of the mother's has set up the entire girl scout troop playing BLINKO- some dice game. Then someone yells- "oh good, mike's here now we have an even number". So there I sat for the next hour, playing blinko, with 14 twelve year old girls....and thier moms.