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It's my party and I'll cry if I want to....

I'm considering having some sort of party for my next birthday. It's a significant one, so I ought to do something to mark the occasion - or at least get some presents to cheer me up from turning 30-ten.

I'm hesitating, though, as my last two attempts to have a party got overshadowed by catastrophe, and were cancelled.

I was going to have a 5th (approximately) birthday party for Freddy-cat last January, but the preceding December saw me getting dumped by two friends, and caused me to question my worth as a human being and a friend. I certainly wasn't in the mood for entertaining, even though I'd already downloaded lots of cat-themed music from iTunes.

I was going to have an 8th birthday party for Dexter at the end of October, but just a week beforehand I ended up resigning from a job I loved. I was heartbroken and stressed to my limit, so in no frame of mind for partying. Even for Dexter.

I'm concerned that it will happen again - although surely I've used up my quota of catastrophe for a while?? I've lost my job, lost my Dad, and gone back on the dole. Surely nothing else can happen to upset party plans this time?

Perhaps third time is the charm?? If at first you don't succeed...??

Just in case I do end up having another go, keep the weekend of 16 - 17 January 2011 free.

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  1. Damian CugleyNovember 21, 2010 at 6:55 PM

    Party on, Kate! :-D

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  2. Korvar The FoxNovember 21, 2010 at 8:00 PM

    I shall be there in spirit, if not in actuality! Perhaps we could set up a webcam!

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  3. Cuddles3November 29, 2010 at 9:40 PM

    Go for it. Have the best party ever. I'm going to have a party for my 40th too. It won't be on my birthday though, that's Easter Sunday.....

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