Well, it went fine. It did. In the first half of the evening all the families turned up, lots of kids, lots of the people I know. The food was great. (Anyone want a couple of dirt cheap, inventive, very professional lady caterers?) I survived...well, I was too busy to do anything else. It quietened down a bit once the kids went and that`s when the serious drinking started. Not sure when Hubby rolled home....kids and I were in bed by midnight.
I think the person who most enjoyed themselves was Mairi! She`s very good at going to evening parties...though she`s four and a half and daytime naps are a long gone thing, she`s always willing to go for an afternoon sleep if there`s a party in store. So she was bright as a button and raring to go...she even made me take a second outfit for her so she could change from pretty party princess to disco diva half-way through the evening, lol.
And today is a lovely sunny day, and I`m off to the allotment for my committeee meeting and a planting session. April is a busy month for gardeners in this part of the world. I love it....busy busy busy, things are starting to grow and it`s a pleasure to be outdoors.
I wonder if preferring four hours gardening on a fine sunny day to four hours of party is a sign I`m getting very old? I prefer camping to hotels, gardens to parties, barbecues to dress up functions. At the moment one of my favourite low-key pleasures in life is an afternnoon spent knitting and gossiping with my good pal
Gourdongirl in the outside garden of our local industrial heritage museum, Prestongrange, while the kids run riot in the woods in their best LOTR outfits.
Older or maturity? Who knows? I`m off to plant the potatoes....