Pampered Chef Gone Wild
First with the pleasantries: Happy Children’s Day in India. I guess this day was inevitable with over 1 billion people.
This past September the School Girl and I threw together a BBQ at the house that was not supposed to happen. She was hosting a Pampered Chef party at her sister’s house this day. If you don’t know what Pampered Chef is, it is like a Tupperware party but instead of plastic bowl items, they sell everything kitchen related and get unsuspecting husbands to hand their checkbooks over to their hypnotized wives. Since I had to work early that morning, I was not attending even though I would have been home not too long after it started. I had planned on just relaxing around the television and watch some football. This; however, did not come to pass.
A few weeks prior to the party, G-Man mentioned about coming along with SueBoo. He was going to have all the rugrats in tow and planned on “kickin’ it at my crib, yo!” I told the School Girl that they would be coming for some Guy Time. Well, the Guy Time experiment exploded, as I invited Green Machine and my old man. Then I told my wife that we should just have all the ladies come back after the party and we would cook-out. Of course she was a little apprehensive as we are still upgrading the homestead.
We bought what seemed like a side of beef’s worth of hamburgers, sausages and the biggest hotdogs known to man. These things were ¼ lb dogs!
So I was at work early the morning of the shindig, approximately 5:00 in the morning. I worked pretty much a full day then headed for the house. It was not as simple as that, of course, as I had to make a trip to the local Wal-Mart for curtain hardware. It seems that the School Girl decided today was the day for yours truly to hang curtains in the kitchen. This all happened at the same time guests were to be arriving so that I could direct them to my sister-in-law’s house. To make a long story short, they only partially got hung and remain this way to this very day! They are on my honey-do list…I’m sure that I’ll get to them before we move out.
Here Green Machine, G-Man, Sweet Pea (hidden by the chair) and Fandango (under chair) are starting the party early. The women weren’t around yet so we had to hurry up and get to drinking quickly.
My nephew Snake, Uncle Marine, Sugar Bear, and La Hermana are playing ball in the yard. (Ball as in ball not as in nuts or crazy?...yeah that sounds right). [see previous story]
Bella loved getting all of the attention from our many guests. We had over 20 people throughout the day and evening all having a pretty good time eating, drinking, playing games, watching football and conversing.
My Pops seemed to enjoy people-watching as he puffed on his cigar and assisted Big D in his culinary artistry.
The party went from around noon until the wee hours of the evening. I loved hanging with friends and family. Some of us love it too much as G-Man had to make room for dessert in the back yard over by my satellite dish. No, G-Man, you will never live down all of the hurling! I can’t wait until December when we get to do it all over again at G-Man & SueBoo’s place!
This past September the School Girl and I threw together a BBQ at the house that was not supposed to happen. She was hosting a Pampered Chef party at her sister’s house this day. If you don’t know what Pampered Chef is, it is like a Tupperware party but instead of plastic bowl items, they sell everything kitchen related and get unsuspecting husbands to hand their checkbooks over to their hypnotized wives. Since I had to work early that morning, I was not attending even though I would have been home not too long after it started. I had planned on just relaxing around the television and watch some football. This; however, did not come to pass.
A few weeks prior to the party, G-Man mentioned about coming along with SueBoo. He was going to have all the rugrats in tow and planned on “kickin’ it at my crib, yo!” I told the School Girl that they would be coming for some Guy Time. Well, the Guy Time experiment exploded, as I invited Green Machine and my old man. Then I told my wife that we should just have all the ladies come back after the party and we would cook-out. Of course she was a little apprehensive as we are still upgrading the homestead.
We bought what seemed like a side of beef’s worth of hamburgers, sausages and the biggest hotdogs known to man. These things were ¼ lb dogs!
So I was at work early the morning of the shindig, approximately 5:00 in the morning. I worked pretty much a full day then headed for the house. It was not as simple as that, of course, as I had to make a trip to the local Wal-Mart for curtain hardware. It seems that the School Girl decided today was the day for yours truly to hang curtains in the kitchen. This all happened at the same time guests were to be arriving so that I could direct them to my sister-in-law’s house. To make a long story short, they only partially got hung and remain this way to this very day! They are on my honey-do list…I’m sure that I’ll get to them before we move out.
Here Green Machine, G-Man, Sweet Pea (hidden by the chair) and Fandango (under chair) are starting the party early. The women weren’t around yet so we had to hurry up and get to drinking quickly.
My nephew Snake, Uncle Marine, Sugar Bear, and La Hermana are playing ball in the yard. (Ball as in ball not as in nuts or crazy?...yeah that sounds right). [see previous story]
Bella loved getting all of the attention from our many guests. We had over 20 people throughout the day and evening all having a pretty good time eating, drinking, playing games, watching football and conversing.
My Pops seemed to enjoy people-watching as he puffed on his cigar and assisted Big D in his culinary artistry.
The party went from around noon until the wee hours of the evening. I loved hanging with friends and family. Some of us love it too much as G-Man had to make room for dessert in the back yard over by my satellite dish. No, G-Man, you will never live down all of the hurling! I can’t wait until December when we get to do it all over again at G-Man & SueBoo’s place!
posted by LeBlanc at 2:28 PM
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