Happy Birthday to You

Let's do the time warp again... Dan was just a young lad turning the good ol' age of 27. I decide to throw him a surprise birthday party at the Keg Manor. The night comes, he doesn't want to go. I have 'friends' (we will use this term lightly) at the apartment with us not backing me to go. Dan wants to stay at home watching the hockey game. He complains enough to bring me to tears, I don't want to ruin the surprise but he is NOT budging from the couch with beer in hand. I have about 25 people waiting there. Finally he says fine let's go, and then some choice words at the end of it. So we go, he complains the whole way there, why there, who cares, I can't watch the game there... the complaints go on and on. We get there and we are brought to the party room there, he realizes it is full of his friends. He looks at me and says I am so sorry. I said no worries, I will never, ever, ever, EVER throw you a surprise party again as long as I know you. I will stick by those words for the rest of my life.
This leads me to my next blurb.
Earlier in the month I asked Dan if he would like a birthday party November 25th since his birthday is the 29th. He says no I don't think so. Then he changes his mind and wants to have it December 2nd. Now he does know that Light Up the Night is on the Friday night, Saturday I work the nursery school Christmas Shoppe (I did my time working the wrapping table), party that night then Sunday run my butt off all day for a Christmas Tea at my work AND is the town's Santa Clause Parade. Ok so I will do my best, worked out not too bad, except both kids got sick that night. Jersey had the grossest, smelliest runs and Nikyla had a sore tummy that kept her up from about 11:45pm and finally threw up at 2 am-ish. If it wasn't Nikyla up, it was Jersey up, all night. How I managed to get through the Sunday without dropping sometime in the day, is beyond me! Dan and his crew finally wrapped it up around 3am after I reminded him that he did have the kids all the next day to himself and had to wake up early. Clark, his friend that stayed over and is a batchlor, stayed around most of Sunday with Dan and the girls. Sometimes I wish I was a fly on the wall to watch these 2 in action with the kids.