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[mysticalone]

Well, the party went relatively well. The food was ready by noon, and he had no idea what was going on. He asked his daughter why we were cooking and why he wasn't supposed to know, and she of course said she had no idea because she hadn't been there. The beach towels? They looked like shit. I'm so disappointed that we paid for that. I think tomorrow I'll have to tell him that we were hoping they would be nice. But he was gracious enough to hug and thank everyone anyway.

Well, gotta work a little today, and maybe clean up the dining room, then "barbeque and drink a few" and catch some fireworks.

Here's to hoping everyone has a good day!