Caity and Kathrine’s party was phenomenal. Okay, it was kind of sad, but was a tremendously better than my meager excuse of a party. It’s quite engaging to climb a simple metal object with bars and swing on a rubber piece attached to that very metal heretofore mentioned with a metal chain. It’s very freeing actually. We did that for a while, and then we ate some interesting Mexican food (the names escape me) and some fruit. They were quite tasty, actually. The whole party at the house was very nicely put together; it was very professional.
I gave them both a very odd looking combination of roses, and a necklace bearing Sweet 16 in one manner or another. It wasn’t my first choice of gifts, but after some consideration, the necklaces seemed appropriate. For example: clothes are awesome in their own right, but something as (quasi)special as this famed year deserves something a bit more unique. It was, and still is, my hope that they find some special meaning in the small trinket. Perhaps the small treasure will help them remember this occasion, the friends the shared it with, and who they were when they were 16. That’s just what I think though.
We saw Hitch and Guess Who. I will not claim to have watched either at all, quite the opposite in-fact. First movie consisted of throwing popcorn and candy in various people’s shirts and at their heads. While this may seem slightly childish, it was freeing in a way. Remove all responsibilities add some friends and popcorn and one gets a very fun piece of the evening. For the second film, Hitch, we had a massive circle of people not paying attention to the film– sorry Will Smith. Oh yea, that circle had a game of truth and dare; how original are we?
And I’ll top this nice entry with a story. A funny one actually. A friend of a friend was at a party and pretty, or really, very drunk. As a result of such a state, she dropped her phone in the pool. Now somehow, the phone was retrieved. Just after, a friend of the friend of my friend was seen crying by the friend of my friend. So the friend of the friend goes over and sits for a while, talking. Eventually, “Stop crying on my phone, it’s all wet.”