A good birthday

A birthday that I remember whit happiness was the 20^th. For that time I asked to a musician’s friends if they can play (and the can) and I invited all my friends to my house. A few days before the party I bought the food, beans because it was a cold week. When my mom knows that I will cook beans to the party, she quickly started to make a lot of mini sandwiches. The day of the celebration we had a huge amount of food. We listened to the musicians, we danced and talked, but mainly we ate.  Everyone ate a lot of my mom’s sandwiches, of course they are greats.

Meanwhile the party was going; I put to cook a huge cauldron of beans,   I was thinking gave to the people the beans past the midnight when everyone have hungry. But no, the evil sandwiches of my mother had full all the people in the house, only a few drunken guests ate my beans.

Wherever, I had a great time with my friends and family, I danced a lot, I laughed a lot and I ATE A LOT.

They next week after the party my sister and I ate every several day beans to lunch.  

Was a good birthday the 20^th.