Weekend Festivites

With our friends in town this weekend we celebrated two birthdays and the decade that exists between Caleb and Mark. That's right, a decade. 10 years.

You wouldn't know it though, watching the two together.

I'd been planning this party for a while, had reserved the theatre room and lounge in our apartment complex. We ordered pizza, drinks, and I'd made Caleb's favorite - Better Than Sex cake. (No comments, I get it.) We were going to play pool, foosball, table shuffle board, and finish it up with a movie in the theatre room. Oh, we were going to have a grand time!

That is, until it all started unraveling.

First, the apartment staff forgot to leave out the pool sticks and balls. We called the after hours pager and are still waiting for their return call.

One of the shuffle board pieces was missing.

The remotes that they gave us to use on the tv and projector didn't have batteries. Or the batteries were dead. Or whatever.

The light bulb in the projector was broken.

The trash compactor wouldn't turn on.

While annoying, it didn't deter us from eating our weight in pizza and cake. Which is really all that matters, right?

The boys show off their matching grandpa slippers, proudly.

About to partake of The Pizza, and rather excited about it.

The Chicken Dance. In which Caleb channels the Chicken Gods to come possess his body. This is a rare occasion, him performing for other people. It is usually reserved for me when I am feeling particularly down. The Chicken Gods work together with Caleb to cheer me up, as their sole mission is to promote happiness. If only everyone could experience it.

Shuffle board. In which they channeled their Grandpa Slipper Powers.

The only picture in DOZENS that is somewhat in focus. Babies move A.LOT.
Again, this face could bring about world peace. Solve world hunger.

The Gang. The Group. Really, we're framily. Or famnds.

You can't buy these kinds of friends. Once in a lifetime, that's for sure.