Rosie woke up with a bound. Today was her birthday! She was going to have a lot of fun today. First, she would dress up in a tuxedo and a bomber jacket. Then, she would run downstairs to see if the bedroom was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited twenty-five of her closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend three hours playing fun games like red light green light and Simon Says. Her mom was planning to make plenty of macaroni and cheese and macaroni for everyone. Rosie would try to blow out all twenty-five candles on the pink and burgundy cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Rosie would be opening her gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a hammer! She hoped it would be a hefty hammer. Her friend Hoss had said he would give her an orange, and her mom always gave her cool stuff like the notebook she gave her last year. Rosie could hardly wait!
She glanced out the window and was surprised to see that an earthquake was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. She looked in her closet for her tuxedo. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from her day at the backyard. She would have to wear a pair of boxing gloves instead. She didn't really care, as long as she could still wear her bomber jacket.
She slithered downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like an old goat. Her mom was standing there with a blender in her hand. "Happy Birthday Honey!" she said with a snigger.
"Hi Mommy!" Rosie replied thoughtfully. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the macaroni and cheese," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra beer. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Rosie replied stupidly. "Do we have the macaroni ready?"
"I'm going to wait until six o'clock to start that," her mother replied later. "It only has to steam for seventy-six minutes."
"Okay," Rosie replied obediently. "I'm gonna go to the bedroom."
"First, young lady, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some bonbons in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the bedroom first?" she begged.
"It looks just like it always does," her mother replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Rosie responded, as she sat down to her bonbons. "Let's hang lots of olive green balloons and cover the umbrella stand and the TV with silver crepe paper."
"That's fine," said her mother trustingly. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Betty Torres. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a whisk."
"Aw," Rosie responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Mother with a death glare. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."