After the whole clown incident I was determined to never have a typical birthday party again. My mom agreed and decided that I indeed deserved to be spoiled. Since my birthday is in November I never got to have a pool party. I mean, who wants to swim in the snow. It never failed to snow on my birthday.
How did my mom solve this problem you ask? Well, she decided to have my birthday party at a hotel, with an indoor pool of course. And you can't use the pool without renting a room. And what birthday girl wants to stay in a hotel room alone with her mother? So, my mom invited all of my friends. It was a sleepover party, very popular in the 6th grade, only at a hotel instead of our house. This was the perfect idea. We didn't have to clean the house, didn't really have to clean up much after the party, and didn't have to worry about sleeping bags all over the living room floor.
This was the best birthday party ever! All of my friends came to the party. We swam all night, watched movies (mom rented a fancy VCR from blockbuster to hook up to the hotel TV), opened presents, and started a slam book. Yes, a slam book. I think there are many definitions for a slam book but mine consisted of a notebook with pretty pink paper and lots of stickers. Each page had a question on it like "what is your favorite TV show?". Each girl chose a different sticker for her entries and wrote in her answer on each page next to her sticker. This was the coolest thing ever apparently. I actually, still have this book to this day. Favorite TV show? Saved by the Bell of course. Band? New Kids on the Block. I think I secretly went back years later and changed some of my answers to less embarrassing ones.
The party was a huge success with my friends too. I was subtly upgraded to a slightly less loser-like kid in class. We ate junk food all night, and my mom got us donuts in the morning for breakfast. My party was so successful in fact that we decided to have a hotel party every year for my birthday. Every year we added something new. A nicer hotel, a bigger pool, an arcade, more food, longer weekends, and cute boys of course. Of course, there were some injuries and bad moments in all those years but that is for another day. My last hotel party was for my 18th birthday. I decided that a huge sleepover party was not going to be so cool in college so I decided to forgo the hotel for my 19th birthday. I still think about those parties though. They were always the best weekend of the year.
Anyone up for swimming this November?
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