Friday consisted of my mom and I running around like crazy. We bought decorations and other party supplies, food, cooking utensils, etc. I think we went to at least 10 different stores. I did get in a little QT with some fo the fam, including my g-daughter and her mama (my cousin Michelle), but then it was right back to work. There was a pretty funny scare when I was trying to light the burners at the club - the gas wasn't coming out so they wouldn't light, and then all of a sudden my mom found the lever and when I went to light it a ball of flame burst out. I screamed and hit the deck, and managed to come out of it with eyebrows and eyelashes fully intact. My mom and I spent the next 15-20 minutes laughing. It was especially funny because of my father - he was the most accident prone person on the entire planet - I have stories about him that would make you pee your pants. One time there was a grease fire in a pan where he was cooking bacon, so he put the lid on it and took it outside to put it in the snow. When he got outside, he took the lid off and a ball of flame BURST out of the pan and totally singed off his eyebrows and eyelashes. Now you see why we thought my near-burn was so funny...
The other funny thing that happened that day - my mom and I were driving somewhere, and she said that she didn't feel so great. So I said "What, are you just totally exhausted and kind of feeling like you might drop at any second". She said "No - I just have a headache", and I said "Oh. I guess that must be me then who feels like that". LOL. But I didn't let that stop me, and we were up until about midnight organizing the place and of course cooking: meatballs, sausage, lasagna, sauce, various platters (veggies, salads, cold-cuts). All the hard work was worth it in the end, because Saturday the party was fantastic!
Look at the kitchen in this place! Here's my mom getting the food ready on saturday night...
Yummmmmy...sausage and meatballs...no one makes meatballs like my mom...
Awww how cute are we? We decided this weekend that we should be professional party planners/caterers because we kick butt...
Even though someone messed up the organization of the buffet table my mom and I so thoughtfully set up (ok, so maybe we're a little anal), the party was so much fun.
Ricky (mom's step-brother) and Uncle Matt (mom's half-brother - he has the longest hair of any guy you will ever meet)... Uncle Charlie and his gf (I can't remember her name, but she was really nice)...
Gary (mom's other step-brother) and his gf Maria...
My mom and Cindy...so cute...
Awww me and Nada, opening my beautiful Waterford crystal glasses from my Aunt Madeline!


















All in all, one of the best parties EVER. Of course, in addition to all the fun, I also managed to have the most embarassing and awkward moment of my life - and I don't get embarassed easily. My grandmother told the DJ to wish my mom (50), my brother (30) and my grandfather (70) Happy Birthday, but forgot about my graduation (even though it happened 2 days earlier). Cindy went up and told the DJ to congratulate me and Russ, so this is what he says..."We have one more announcement...blah blah...I'd like to congratulate Melanie for receiving her PhD and Russ for getting his MBA...to celebrate, let's have both of them AND THEIR SIGNIFICANT OTHERS come to the dance floor for the next dance". Dead silence, and everyone was staring at me, so I said "Ummm...I guess he didn't get the memo". No one knew quite what to do, Nada offered to dance with me, Rosa told Russ that he should dance with me, and Russ looked at me and said "What should we do? What do you want to do", to which I replied, "I DON'T KNOW!!!". It was a rare moment of panic, but Maxine told my Uncle Matt to dance with me, so he came to my rescue. Love him. Not loving the DJ. And even though my grandparents left at 11pm and stole all the liquor (because "It's enough already!"), we still stayed until 1am (we confiscated some stuff so we could still drink) and had the best night ever. I love my family :)
2 comments:
WOW.... AWESOME party... i'm waaaaay impressed!
btw, i think 95 ALWAYS has mysterious traffic, especially between Greenwich and New Haven. i don't get it.
Can you imagine if Nada had gone up with you? Elaine would have flipped a shit.
Scott
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