No, I'm not stressin'...

"Mom, when are we going to have my birthday celebration with Grandma and Grampa and my cousins?" Oops. We went to SeaWorld for his birthday, and we've been really busy since then and, well, crud. I'd better get on it. "I'm not sure, honey, when would you like to do it?" "Tomorrow."

So, umm, here we are. It's tomorrow. Last night after our discussion the goob got on the phone and called the relatives. He also decided on the menu and the music. I just need to clean the house, go shopping, make dinner for twelve people and create a chocolate on chocolate ice cream cake shaped like T-rex with lime icing . No problem. I've got six hours. I'm sure it'll all be fine...