I truly hate hosting parties. I mean, I just really hate it. If it weren't for my younger son, I would just never do it, but he has autism and developmentally (emotionally, at least) is closer to a 4-5 year old than a 13 year old, and he just really, really looks forward to his birthday party every year so he can see family members he doesn't see that often. So I suck it up. But I hate it. It's going to be SUPER hot tomorrow, so everyone will be cranky, and I never know how much food to get, and I'm broke this year anyway so I can barely afford it, and there are several people who are in the "maybe I'll stop by" category, and I still have some cleaning to do, and I just want everyone to stay home and leave me alone.