The party was a smash. I'm not quite sure, but I'd estimate that at it's height there were about 30-40 people here. The place still smells like a beer hall .
Luckily, most of the die-hards headed out at around 2:30 to go to another pal's birthday party, so things wound down here at around 4...which would be 5 with the time change .
CJay spent most of the night working the tunes (that's where this name comes from CJ...as opposed to DJ) on his laptop, dancing. I worked the party trying to spend some time with everyone there. Plus they kept bringing gifts and cards...really, really not one of my top LL's. I just find it kind of embarassing.
After everyone left I tidied some, had a piece of cake (it didn't come out during the party) and then slept until about 5 p.m. new time.
Today Cjay was puttering around straightening things up (couldn't have been too bad, I loaded the dishwasher before turning in).
Yesterday he'd gotten a call from work asking him to come in and turn in his keys, cell, laptop. For some reason (he said he was taken by surprise) he agreed to do that today at 6:00. An hour or so before our dinner reservations.
It just bugs me that they've strung him along for so long and now he has to jump when they say jump. Plus he wanted to buy the laptop....but never mentioned it to them.
He also told me yesterday that he'd call today and cancel so as not to have to do that on my actual birthday. But apparently he had no intention of doing so.
Just feel kind of down today. I see Cjay has an envelope for me. Another card. Oh well. He sure did a lot to make the party a success. Maybe a nice dinner (breakfast?) will help my mood.
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