Parties
Growing up my parents always made sure that I had great birthday parties with games and prizes and food. I carried on their tradition into our new lives.
Our first adult party was a Halloween party. It was a year after we were married. We were living on Stony Hill--that was the name of our first homestead (named by the previous owners who built the house). It was a 450-foot-long driveway and people parked at the bottom of the hill and walked up. We always remember Joe Sverni, one of our groomsmen from the wedding, rented a gorilla outfit and he hid halfway up the driveway behind a tree and scared the heck out of the people walking up! They were all such good sports for that party--a silly scavenger hunt ending with singing something like "OwagooseIam" around a potty chair (try to say it) and having to retrieve the final thing from the potty chair. (it was dark outside, but it was a hot dog.) We were just big kids, I guess. We had silly games--feeding each pudding with a spoon but blindfolded; racing to eat donuts hanging from strings--no hands allowed. I think everyone had a good time. Everyone came in costumes and all participated in everything.
Thus was the beginning. Most of our parties afterwards were children's birthday parties every year. It took weeks to plan the activities and games and goodies and goody bags too. Themes were baseball, dinosaurs and even a theatrical party with an "Academy" award.
George and I have thrown several milestone birthday parties for each other. He has not been able to surprise me. It's pretty hard to surprise me. I am pretty observant about what's going on. I do appreciate, though, that he did take the initiative.
I have put a push on me with these daily deadlines for this blog and can't easily find the photos that I would like to include, but in the future, I will try to add some to have for our memories in these posts.
"This is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it."
Psalm 118:24
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