Please don't be jealous. I know that you may be tempted to, but I can help you resist the pull.
My daughter is hosting a High School Musical 2 premiere party and has invited fifteen girls. These girls will eat pizza, drink soda, and make goo-goo eyes at all the male characters in this Disney original movie. I have enlisted my mother, and her living room since it can house more bodies than my living room. She graciously accepted. I love her...a lot!
So far, only two girls have responded, "yes" but we have yet to hear from ten. Although this is not my first idea of fun, things could be worse. I could be hosting a party for ten, six year old or worse, ten, four year olds. For now I will count my blessings.
While my husband stays home with the three boys, eating fast food, getting sugar highs from soda and candy, and letting loud noises erupt from their bodies, I will be singing show tunes, eating pizza, braiding hair, and putting on make-up. I should have more fun than my husband, right?
Perhaps if I say, "I will have fun" twenty times, over and over again, while staring in the mirror it will come true--perhaps. Wish me luck.