Let’s start with the first one of May; my grandson Jaden turned “TWO” on 13 May. My daughter who tends to overdue all things “Jaden” decided to hold his party at the McDonald’s burger doodles here in Olongapo City. The invasion of France during WWII took less logistics and properly cost the same amount.
My car (I’m sorry I couldn’t find a way to avoid mentioning the car) was at the MacDo’s almost every day with the planning committee working out the details of this event; it would have been less work planning a Kim Kardashian wedding.
My involvement ended after the first trip, since my opinion was never requested. I did surrender PNP 5,000.00 to aid in this endeavor as that is the normal amount for parties held at the house. (There, Oh lord, now I’ve mentioned house in this article) She added the extra amount as MacDo parities are not cheap.
The day of the party we arrived and met up with my friend Tommy and his family, plus I paid for a Special Jeepney to move our family and neighbors down the mountain to the festivities.
Where in the name of all that is just and fair, did all of the other people and children come from who came to the party? People whom I’ve never laid eyes on before were there in force, were we invading France after all.
The wait started for the MacDo people to get everything set up, after the time for the party to start had long passed. The shocker was it was paid for in advance. Did they think we might not show up and stiff them, was that the cause of the delay?
Tommy looked at me and gave me a knowing nod, which I answered with the same and we slid towards the exit after smiling and waving to our wives. Oh they knew where we were going. We went to seek peace and solace from the 50 plus tiny people and their parents. Oh you could ask, won’t your grandson miss you? But he’s two years old and already was suffering from sensory overload. Similar to a child that has just consumed a pound of candy.
Tommy and I went to a famous “PO” City watering hole, which is on its forth new owner and as many names. But 30 years ago it was “OG’s” and it still is to us. And yes though I hate to mention it, we did partake of “Boat Drinks.” (Car, house and drinking, I’ve hit the trifecta on this article)
1800 hours the smart phones chirped and Tommy and I took the 5 minute walk back to MacDo’s where except for our wives no one else even knew we’d been gone. The party lasted 30 minutes more and the Ham Burglar was there and who knew he’d cause my grandson to go berserk, the boy absolutely hated him. . Then another 30 minutes pass saying the obligatory “Good Byes” one down and two more birthdays for the month of May.
I’m always surprised at the fuss my family makes over the birthday of a two year old, do any of you the readers remember yours? I sure don’t and I hope my parents didn’t spend a lot of money on me back then. Because in a few years I’m going to want that Mattel Fanner “50” cap gun for that 7th birthday. Can you imagine my parents giving a child a toy gun at that age? But I thank God there were no Super Sized Drinks then or heaven knows how I would have turned out.
Stay tuned until next week, for the next two Birthdays.