"It was a good party, Gramma!"

The Boy's birthday bash was a success. The temperature reached into the 70's with no wind and a clear blue sky. Our backyard is equated to a S1x Fl@gs by our neighbors, so there was plenty to keep the little ones busy. To celebrate our son's Guatemalan heritage the kids break a pinata at the end, and that is always fun to see.

We usually invite anywhere from 30 to 50 people. This year we included the hockey team, who, on Friday night, won the division championship here and are headed to the National Championship Tournament. Good luck!!

We deep fried two turkeys, 10# of wings, and about 40# of fish. There was another table of finger foods and side dishes. We provide wine, beer, soda, and an open bar. We only do this once a year and we try to do it up right. When it was all said and done, there was no meat left and most of the other food was consumed as well. There were lots of adult beverages left in spite of the temperatures. It is a family affair, after all.

The Boy snuggled up in his gramma's arms and said, "It was a good party, gramma." It was a good party. (Translate: I had a lot of fun and no hangover.)

Yesterday MFH came home with an invitation to an annual Cinco De Mayo party. At his employer's house. BYOB and food.

I have a few cases of beer left, not to mention the makings for a pitcher of margaritas. I think I'll buy a can of bean dip and some chips and relax in the comfort of my own backyard.