Damon woke up with a wrinkled nose. Today was his birthday! He was going to have a lot of fun today. First, he would dress up in a pair of briefs and a ponytail. Then, he would run downstairs to see if the servant's quarters was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited fifteen of his closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend two hours playing fun games like marbles and rummy. His mom was planning to make plenty of lobster and Cheerios for everyone. Damon would try to blow out all thirty-four candles on the forest green and lime-green cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Damon would be opening his gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a banana! He hoped it would be a ragged banana. His friend Kevin had said he would give him a fishhook, and his mother-in-law always gave him cool stuff like the orange she gave him last year. Damon could hardly wait!
He glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a period of warm weather was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. He looked in his closet for his pair of briefs. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from his day at the oasis. He would have to wear a pair of Oxfords instead. He didn't really care, as long as he could still wear his ponytail.
He rushed downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like pesto. His mom was standing there with a mixing spoon in her hand. "Happy Birthday Son!" she said with a shiver.
"Hi Mommy!" Damon replied testily. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the lobster," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra mayonnaise. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Damon replied glibly. "Do we have the Cheerios ready?"
"I'm going to wait until eleven o'clock to start that," his mother replied tenderly. "It only has to press for thirty-two minutes."
"Okay," Damon replied positively. "I'm gonna go to the servant's quarters."
"First, young man, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some egg rolls in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the servant's quarters first?" he begged.
"It looks just like it always does," his mother replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Damon responded, as he sat down to his egg rolls. "Let's hang lots of magenta balloons and cover the bath mat and the wardrobe with chartreuse crepe paper."
"That's fine," said his mother defiantly. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Nadine Kling. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a slotted spoon."
"Mother of peanut butter," Damon responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Mother with a fist bump. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."