IT'S A CLOWN'S LIFE

So we are wrapping up Halainah's birthday plans. I have finally booked the clown. That was not an easy task. Do you know how much Clowns make? So that got me thinking...Since I need a job and clowns make a fortune...maybe that's the career for me. Hmmm I am going to have to think about that one.

My dad took a ride with me yesterday to meet up with the clown, sign the contract and give a deposit. So I went to set the GPS, and noticed that the address the clown gave me was not registering in the GPS. That should have been my first clue to just stay home. I had thought that the clown told me that her street number was 800 but the GPS only went up to 399. I decided to set off anyway, without the clown's number (big mistake). It took about a half hour to get there and sure enough the street ended at 399. So why did I think there was actually going to be an 800?

Well to make a long story short, we drove up and down the clowns road, and weaving through one way streets. Totally exhausted at the task at hand, I decided let's just go home...maybe a clown wasn't meant to be for Halainah's party. So my dad said "she had to tell you 80 not 800...let's just try that." I was cranky and said, "how could I hear 800 instead of 80...but whatever...you knock on the door." So then he asks me, "what's her name?" So I said, "Jeanette." So he said, "that's all you have...Jeanette...Jeanette the clown?" "Yes Dad, obviously I did not come prepared." So he went to #80, rang the doorbell, and asked for Jeanette the Clown. And it was her. He was right. Some times daddy's just have all the answers.

The clown wasn't in the best of neighborhoods, so he stayed in the car with Halainah since she was asleep. I ventured up to the clown's apartment which happened to be above a store. So my dad kept calling me while the clown was trying to show me pictures of past events. I guess he wanted to make sure I was alright up there. At one point my phone went right to voice mail and he panicked...called me right back and asked why I didn't answer my phone. I guess parents never stop worrying. I sure hope this clown is good and all the kids have fun. She's going to play games with the kids, have a crazy hat parade with Halainah wearing the birthday hat, do face painting, balloon animals and tattoos.

What a crazy day yesterday was. Besides hunting down a clown, we priced out some catering places, we picked up the wine and some food items we needed. And today I am going to place the catering order. I just need some last minute responses on who's coming and we will be nearing the end of party planning.

Now I know Halainah is turning 2 in just a few short weeks. But why oh why do they have to grow up so fast? She no longer looks like a baby...she looks like a beautiful little girl. Tony tells me I need to stop dressing her in such big girl clothes but it's just too darn irresistible.