The Empty Party
We had a “party” on Saturday night. It was a combination Halloween get-together and birthday get together (Steve’s a Halloween Baby). Yes, it was more of a get together not really a party. We only invited a few people….sort of last minute but we got some positive response so that seemed fine.
I spent the day making a pumpkin cheesecake (my first cheesecake!), sausage puffs, seasoned oyster crackers; I had also purchased chips & salsa, dry roasted peanuts-candy corn-Halloween M&M’s and Steve bought 3 kinds of beer and fixin’s for Appletinis. We put up a few decorations – some spider webs, spiders, knick knacks, candles, pumpkins and colored lights.
We donned Halloween costumes – he was the Pilsbury Doughboy (hysterical!) and I was the Devil Lady (old standby).
And then we waited.
…
…
No one came.
Well, that is one way to make your self-esteem plummet. I felt bad for me because I had gone to the trouble of getting food & drink ready and making the house look nice & spooky. I also felt really bad for Steve as it was his b-day get together and his friends all flaked! We didn’t receive one phone call from people saying they couldn’t make it. I called a couple of my friends and pulled the news out but that was it.
It was the most depressing party I’ve ever been to/thrown.
So we sat – all costumed up – eating sausage puffs (which were freaking awesome, btw) and drinking beer & way too strong Appletinis. His brother came over later and we ended up going out. But still. People are LAME.
We went to The Reef and there Steve won $25 for Best Male Costume! He didn’t even have to get up on a stage or anything. The bartender (dressed as Vikings Head Coach Mike Tice – which was quite funny) walked up to him and handed him the money. After The Reef we hit the martini bar. I danced with the Doughboy to some nice electronica (it was a bit weird) and the vodka crans went down smoothly (him not me). I drove the drunk doughboy home around 2 (which was only 1 – yay!) and poured him to bed.
It turned out to be an okay time but I still can’t shake the yucky feeling in my stomach for everyone flaking. One starts to wonder what the h*ll they did wrong. And also – we need some new friends.
I spent the day making a pumpkin cheesecake (my first cheesecake!), sausage puffs, seasoned oyster crackers; I had also purchased chips & salsa, dry roasted peanuts-candy corn-Halloween M&M’s and Steve bought 3 kinds of beer and fixin’s for Appletinis. We put up a few decorations – some spider webs, spiders, knick knacks, candles, pumpkins and colored lights.
We donned Halloween costumes – he was the Pilsbury Doughboy (hysterical!) and I was the Devil Lady (old standby).
And then we waited.
…
…
No one came.
Well, that is one way to make your self-esteem plummet. I felt bad for me because I had gone to the trouble of getting food & drink ready and making the house look nice & spooky. I also felt really bad for Steve as it was his b-day get together and his friends all flaked! We didn’t receive one phone call from people saying they couldn’t make it. I called a couple of my friends and pulled the news out but that was it.
It was the most depressing party I’ve ever been to/thrown.
So we sat – all costumed up – eating sausage puffs (which were freaking awesome, btw) and drinking beer & way too strong Appletinis. His brother came over later and we ended up going out. But still. People are LAME.
We went to The Reef and there Steve won $25 for Best Male Costume! He didn’t even have to get up on a stage or anything. The bartender (dressed as Vikings Head Coach Mike Tice – which was quite funny) walked up to him and handed him the money. After The Reef we hit the martini bar. I danced with the Doughboy to some nice electronica (it was a bit weird) and the vodka crans went down smoothly (him not me). I drove the drunk doughboy home around 2 (which was only 1 – yay!) and poured him to bed.
It turned out to be an okay time but I still can’t shake the yucky feeling in my stomach for everyone flaking. One starts to wonder what the h*ll they did wrong. And also – we need some new friends.
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