Vincenzo is turning eleven this week, and the older he’s gotten the fewer opinions he’s been able to form. When I started asking him about what kind of birthday party he wanted, it went like this:
Me: So, what kind of a party do you want this year?
V: Hm, I don’t know…
Me: Do you want a slumber party?
V: I don’t know…
Me: Do you want to go somewhere or stay home for it?
V: I don’t know. I don’t really care.
Me: Well then let’s think about who you want to invite and maybe that will help us. What friends do you want to come?
V: I don’t know…who do you think I should invite?
Eventually Kevin got tired of listening to me try to get information out of Vincenzo and just planned the party for him. It is a party for a computer nerd planned by his computer nerd of a father: two hours at a place called Game Clucks that has a bunch of computers with games on them and a carpet that really knows how to party.
I would have tossed a banana onto it for scale, but I was afraid the carpet would eat the banana.
We got kind of excited when we drove up and saw this sign on the door.
It made us feel official and so important!
I didn’t bring decorations, but once we went inside I saw it was unnecessary—the place was already decorated! Pinterest is going to explode when I upload this!
Kevin took one glance at the set up and said excitedly, “Is that a Klingon sword?!!” Sometimes I wonder how we ever ended up together.
I was surprised the whole place didn’t smell like B.O. and Mountain Dew, but there was a nice breeze going through so it was actually pretty odorless. It was a pleasant surprise.
The minute the party guests showed up, they knew just what to do:
In a nutshell: kill things. I walked by some kid’s computer and he was viewing an alternate world through a KILL CAM.
The only thing I had done to get ready for the party was send out an E-vite (CRAZY for a paper-cutter lover like myself) and then stop at Costco for giant bags of beef sticks. Oh, plus there was a trip to a candy store to pick up a bunch of Vincenzo’s favorite candy:
If you want to know what it tastes like but don’t want to go out and buy any, you can have someone vomit in your mouth and then stick a lifesaver in there. Or just check out these Toxic Waste Faces.
The longer we were at the party, the more Kevin started looking and feeling the part.
While Kevin and the boys were perfectly at home with their beef sticks and head sets, I had no idea what to do with myself. I tried playing Super Smash Bros Melee for a bit and got really excited about all the points I was getting. I was a natural! Then one of the kids told me that this particular game is like golf—the more points you get the worse you’re doing. So I handed over my controller and went to the back room to take pictures of the cake instead. These are just some of the many.
As much as I used to love planning over-the-top parties, I have to admit that as of late, I instead have that amount of love for just-show-up parties.
It was a no-stress, all-fun, kill-for-thrills, beef stick kind of afternoon, and even if Vincenzo had absolutely no opinions going into the party, I think he came out of it with the opinion that it was pretty awesome.
Just like him.
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Stuffed peppers (Greek and Italian)
Roasted acorn squash with brown sugar & cinnamon
Green beans with mint and lemon