I had a few people over this evening and my ability to gauge food demands for a group seems to have not improved much over time. While all 24 mini-cheesecakes were consumed, I still had 2/3rds of a golden cake, 1/2 an angel food cake, a lb of brownies, 11 2-liter bottles of soda, and an untouched bag of Doritos. I also have all the components to make a baked brie.

On the plus side, I’m getting really good at gauging meatballs. I prepared enough that everyone had their fill and there were enough left over for two days worth of leftovers.

I’m going to Chicago over Easter to help someone move but instead of my normal tactic of driving straight through, I will be leaving after work Wednesday and and will stop for the evening at a friend’s house along the way.  Clearing this with him required some negotation:

Me: Could I stay over with you Wednesday evening?
Him: Well, the only available bed is tiny.
Me: I’ve literally stayed in a single size pink princess bed before.
Him: This isn’t much better.  Also, you may have to contend with my parents going into “house guest mode”.
Me: What’s that entail?
Him: Two things, first the first floor and where you are staying will be spotless and you can’t leave until after you’ve had pancakes.

I don’t know how I’ll survive.

I was at a Scout meeting today being hosted by an adult leader who turned out be an excellent entertainer.  As the meeting progressed, new munchies were brought out every 45 minutes or so and after 3 hours I was in the fork of a dilemma.  The next item up looked like pepperoni, crackers, and water melon slices but I didn’t really want to stay another 45 minutes talking about a troop’s difficulty packing from summer camp.  Salvation came when someone brought up the aims and methods of Scouting, a topic that I could easily drown an evening with and before I knew it we received the watermelon and pepperoni as well as grapes and cheese.