Showing posts with label birthday parties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday parties. Show all posts

Thursday, February 19, 2009

YEA AND VERILY, 'TIS A QUANDARY

My bride, Her Most Royal And Sublime Awesomeness, has a birthday coming up early next month. It's the Birthday That Shall Not Be Named, to be specific, and so we shall refer to it henceforth and ever after as her 28th.

Yours truly does not have a John Mayer-sized budget for a weekend blowout - and that's not milady's style anyway.

What's a guy to do?

Friday, October 3, 2008

WHY, THOSE ROTTEN GOOD-FOR-NOTHING SPOILED BRAT KI-- HEY, WAIT

AWESOME job, guys:

They have most things kids their age want, the boys said. "We decided we want to give rather than get way too much," said Matthew, the older of the identical twins by 2 minutes. Last week, Mom and the boys were at Lloyd Town Hall and wondered why there was a line of people outside the building across Church Street. The people were waiting to get into the Highland food pantry of Ulster County Community Action. "So many people in this town are so poor," Andrew said. The boys didn't look the other way; they went across the street and inside. They looked at the half-bare shelves and saw a solution.

Themselves.

"It was our choice. Mom said we could have a little (regular) party or a big blowout party that donates," Matthew said. To the shock of their friends, they chose to donate. Now the boys have invited both their classes from Highland Elementary School, along with a few other friends and family, to their home Oct. 12.


The whole thing, you read it.

And for anybody in New York reading this, here's the links to many of the county-level groups who provide this kind of help.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

...AND YOUR MANTRA SHALL BE "MOOOMMMEEEEE..."

Problem: Clowns at kids' birthday parties freak kids out.

Solution: The yoga clown.
The 39-year-old Plattekill resident incorporates creative posturing and meditation along with juggling and music into her program to teach others how to improve their lives.

I say give her a try - and then your kid will be the serene one at the next party where all the other kids are freaking out because mom cheaped out and hired the regular clown.