Grown-up Parties

I went to a wine and cheese at my bud Adam's house, and; I had a wonderful time.  It was just the kind of party that kids hate.  My kids call it an, "Old People's Party", with adults just standing around talking; and laughing.  Of course, when you're twelve, everyone is "Old People".  At this party, there were no jeans, party games, or technicolor cakes.  Just an opportunity to not be, rushed, harried, hassled, or cajoled.    

Don't get me wrong, I love kid things.  I just went to a great party, complete with glow sticks and face cake!  But sometimes, a grown up needs an Old People's Party, to make it all better.  Long Live the Old People! Literally.