Mmmmm, cake.
So, I'm exhausted, and I'm guessing that B is more so, since he's still abed. The party wound down around 11:30 PM, and I would feel bad about being old and decrepit for shutting down so early in the night, but we *did* start at 2 PM. Almost ten hours of partying is a lot for two introverts.
We had the best possible problems to have: we have too much food, and too much to drink, and too much cake. I somehow had thought I'd told people we'd have the grillables, a range of beverages and dessert covered, and to bring side dishes. Apparently I forgot to mention the dessert part. B and I had three cakes from The Prolific Oven, angelkatharine and polkamadness brought one or two more from another good bakery, and other people brought home-baked goods that were also lovely. We have an entire quarter-sheet cake (Apricot Bliss) that didn't get touched at all. We're trying to figure out if we want to take it to work, or if we want to send it to parties going on today that we know about. The main thing is, we both really want a piece of it, and we have so many errands to run that we can't just haul it around with us until we hit somewhere social. It's an awful dilemma to have, let me tell you.
There was a bit of drumming and dancing, there was much conversation and laughter, lemons, strawberries, and tomatoes were picked and consumed (fresh strawberry lemonade!) and a good time was had by all (or most, at least). No one went home hungry, that's for certain. And we still have too much food and drink. Some of that was lack of prep-chopping, and some of that was me buying enough to cover all our yeses and maybes. Mmm, food.
Many thanks to: jd5p, miss_emelia, tenacious_snail, ziggybecket, joedecker, and everyone else who pitched in, came early, mowed the lawn, swept the yard, hauled tables and chairs around, hung decorations, picked up cakes, and generally made it possible for us to throw a party in what had been a wilderness of a back yard only an hour before. Things were pretty grim around noon when no one was here and a million things needed to be done and B and I were both too hurt to do them or to do them quickly enough. Lowering expectations helped a lot, and it worked out just fine. Just fine, indeed.
We had the best possible problems to have: we have too much food, and too much to drink, and too much cake. I somehow had thought I'd told people we'd have the grillables, a range of beverages and dessert covered, and to bring side dishes. Apparently I forgot to mention the dessert part. B and I had three cakes from The Prolific Oven, angelkatharine and polkamadness brought one or two more from another good bakery, and other people brought home-baked goods that were also lovely. We have an entire quarter-sheet cake (Apricot Bliss) that didn't get touched at all. We're trying to figure out if we want to take it to work, or if we want to send it to parties going on today that we know about. The main thing is, we both really want a piece of it, and we have so many errands to run that we can't just haul it around with us until we hit somewhere social. It's an awful dilemma to have, let me tell you.
There was a bit of drumming and dancing, there was much conversation and laughter, lemons, strawberries, and tomatoes were picked and consumed (fresh strawberry lemonade!) and a good time was had by all (or most, at least). No one went home hungry, that's for certain. And we still have too much food and drink. Some of that was lack of prep-chopping, and some of that was me buying enough to cover all our yeses and maybes. Mmm, food.
Many thanks to: jd5p, miss_emelia, tenacious_snail, ziggybecket, joedecker, and everyone else who pitched in, came early, mowed the lawn, swept the yard, hauled tables and chairs around, hung decorations, picked up cakes, and generally made it possible for us to throw a party in what had been a wilderness of a back yard only an hour before. Things were pretty grim around noon when no one was here and a million things needed to be done and B and I were both too hurt to do them or to do them quickly enough. Lowering expectations helped a lot, and it worked out just fine. Just fine, indeed.