Happy Birthday Justin!
Today is Justin's 7th birthday.
He took cupcakes to school for his class to celebrate his birthday, and then after work I went to pick up his cake. I'm not going to go on about this since I've finally managed to not be irritated about it anymore, but here is a review that I posted on 5 different sites on the internet:
"I just picked up my son's birthday cake. The figure
on the cake fell over and damaged his name, and made a hand print in
the graphic. I asked them to fix it and they said they couldn't because
they were out of that color. The owner came over and looked at it and
said the cake was "absolutely perfect" so I pointed out the icing all
over the elbow of Spider-Man and said he was exaggerating. I said I was
disappointed to pay almost $40 (38 and change) for a small 8" cake that
is flawed. I asked for the owner's name and number and he informed me
he was the owner. I said that they had lost a customer and he replied,
"You've got a problem, lady" in front of all the customers in the store
and walked away from me. I didn't even get an apology that the cake was
flawed. In the end, they didn't give me a discount, coupons, fix the
cake, nothing. All I asked for was the cake to be repaired.
Go somewhere where customers matter."
I googled all reviews I could find for Maggie Moo's and posted the above review to save others the aggravation of their terrible service.
After that we went to Monkey Joe's and the kids bounced around in the bounce houses, and the inflatable slides. The kids had fun, and I mostly just stood around numbed by the bad behavior by both parents and children alike. Society's ills are often manifested in our children.
(There goes my neighbor and his irritating stereo again down there).
The thing I saw tonight that really takes the cake (no pun intended), was a woman who thought it would be a good idea to let her kids (both under the age of 10) climb up this two story inflatable slide with her infant daughter and slide down with her, while a bunch of other wild kids were running around and throwing themselves down the slide all around them. I couldn't believe my eyes. To make matters worse, there was no attendant manning the slide, so the kids were not taking turns, or waiting for the slide to be clear before hurling themselves down it. This baby wasn't even old enough to crawl yet (4-6 months old), and a young girl of maybe 8-years-old was climbing the ladder to the slide, and then proceeded down it with the baby on the slide between her legs, plummetting toward the hoard of children below that had recently gone down.
I immediately went to a staff person up front (no staff could be found near the inflatable attractions -- all unmanned) to report it because watching it was giving me a nervous breakdown. The baby responded with the startle reflex and was clearly not enjoying herself. In the time it took me to alert a staff member, the mother then allowed her young son to climb the inflatable slide with the baby. Here's what the slide looked like, only taller.
I'm wondering what possessed her to think that was a good plan. It takes all kinds.
After Monkey Joe's, we went to Backyard Burgers, which are the best burgers in the whole world. We then came home and had cake, and Justin opened his presents. I then had a nice chat with Nicole, and the kids went to bed. Justin said he had a great birthday, and asked us to sing Happy Birthday to him one more time before he went to bed, so Tristan and I obliged him.
Tomorrow is Friday again already? Where is the time going.