Feb 052008
No parents were harmed in the making of the slumber party. Nobody broke anything, or cried, or abused the cat. (Total injuries: One nonbleeding scrape, which was fixed with a Pirates of the Caribbean type band-aid.)
Note to self for the future: teenagers eat a lot of food. There is no such thing as “I’m a little concerned that we’re going to have leftovers.”
mythago
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Myth…were you able to get them up in the morning…? Without threatening violence, I mean?
Didn’t have to – the notion of breakfast got them all moving.
I would have thought you’d remember that… considering that you once out-ate Leo at Detroit’s Coney Island.
(FYI folks, she was a some years older than the Queen… about 18, as I recall. She was renown for having a hollow leg when it came to food. Preferable lobster )
Believe me, I am all too aware of how much food I could eat 20+ years ago versus what I can eat now. But in this case I just didn’t do the math and realize I was dealing with a roomful of walking appetites.
Well, I tonite had fresh Lake Superior Walleye (Daddy/Son Little Bay Du Noc ice fishing week) and lobster has serious competition.
As in…hollow leg…Walleye is the food of the Gods.
Seriously Myth…’tis good to know we had ONE similar vice…way back when.