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 |   Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
| Not a luau. Not hot pot. I would find out what his favorite dish is. And who he wants to invite... and how many. Then I would ban bananas. I loved giving 'parties' every other Wednesday night... years ago. I would send out invitations. Average of 10-12 friends and friends of friends. I hosted a barbecue for 15 years every August. Mostly around 30 friends, neighbors and co-workers came. Never family. Two years there were around 80 guests. One year... 150. But... a party for me? No, I don't like parties for myself. This year a friend made a cake for his birthday. We ate it the next day at a mutual friend's place... on my birthday. Just the 3 of us. No gifts. No fuss. Just pleasant company. I would want to do the same for you-know-who. Place, menu, guests... Monkeys would only be allowed if he wanted them there. 151 words |
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