Despite my bad experiences with mommy groups, I decided to go ahead and offer to host an event for the group.
There are often game nights and I love games, so I thought that would be fun.
And, if I’m hosting, then I’m forced to talk to people, instead of silently mocking them while I sip a cocktail in the corner and be one of the only people who actually eats. Why do some women feel like it’s a competition as to who can eat the least amount of food before they proclaim that they are stuffed? I not only lose, I don’t even try to play. Not fun.
Okay, back to the story.
So, I offer to have a game night, with some fun games, including Just Dance, since you know that I love that. You have to loosen up and be silly when you play, plus it’s something different from what they usually do, so I thought why not.
Games, drinks, food, fun.
But, the very first person to respond to my post about it asks if I could make this a family night because her husband would want to come, too.
And then four more moms reply after that, agreeing that it would be so much fun for this to be a family event.
Um, excuse me?
What I said: While dh would probably love to host a poker game here some night for the guys, I can’t see doing all of that on the same night with all the kids here, too.
What I Meant to Say: What the hex? This event is in my home and you are wanting me to add your spouses and all of your kids to the mix? How is that going to be a fun night? All the dhs sitting around, eating my food, while all the moms run around chasing their kids all around my house. And I did mention that this was at night so MY kids will be in bed, asleep. This does not sound like fun to me, at all. It will leave me with a big freaking mess to clean up from all your kids running around and will defeat the purpose of my suggesting this night in the first place. No freaking thank you.
I haven’t mentioned it again. I’m done.
Dance Party is moved to my blog and you’re all invited!