The 50th anniversary and vow renewal is this weekend.
In the beginning, the colors were going to be gold, cream and touches of a deep sapphire blue.
I began buying things.
Mom changed her mind and wanted a lavender purple instead.
Ok. Fine. It was early. I exchanged all the blue for the lavender purple. Or as close as I could find.
I am decorating for the reception and our friend, and pastors wife and mother of Caitlyn's boyfriend/not boyfriend/boyfriend, is decorating the church as a gift.
I told ya'll last week that mom bought a blue outfit for the renewal, said she wasn't part of the decorations when I said I thought the color was lavender.
Ok. Fine. You want to wear blue when the color scheme around you will be lavender? Fine.
Well she just told me that the church will be decorated in blue.
Me: But I thought the color was lavender? It's going to look like 2 separate events.
Mom: It is two separate events.
Me: No, it isnt.
Mom: Well that's what I want.
She also ordered the cake.
She didn't take a sample of the color, it's going to be "as close as they can get it".
I delegated the food to my brother. He was going to order from one place but mom insisted on another.
Limited selection, she chose three trays of sandwiches. The only difference in the trays is the bread they are served on.
And she wants chips and dip.
Like its a freakin tailgate party.
I know what is going to end up happening.
It's going to look stupid and she is going to complain.
She will blame me and I will look like an ass if I say anything.
I'm stressing out here. I know I need to just let it go but this is important to me. I really wanted it to be super nice.
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Just breathe Lily, It is going to be lovely and the most important thing is that your parents will have a lovely time. This time next week it will be over.
I guess I just don't see the problem. Let her do what she wants and later if she complains just tell her, "That is what you wanted mom."
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Take a deep breath Lilly. All these kinds of events take on a life of their own. It will all work out. Just focus on celebrating your parents and having fun with that and don't get bogged down in the things that don't matter.
Lily - look at the bigger picture. The colors will be fine, people will be paying attention to people. As long as there is enough food to eat, people won't actually care what that food is. I know you want it to be special, but it's special because of the people and the event, not the color of the plates or what is on them.
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LawyerLady
I can explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
Don't be Martha! Be Mary! And, make your plans, and of course you want it to be wonderful and it will be. But, on the day of the event, don't continue fussing about the details that don't matter in the grand scheme of things. Nobody remembers the colors or any of that. Just determine to have fun and let it be.
And Saturday evening, mom and dad will be on their way to Myrtle Beach and the kids and I will have a week of peace and quiet.
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It's a lot of work to put this on Lilly. We get it. But, the colors and details are minor. But, you are the host. And, if you aren't relaxed and happy and having fun at this, then your kids won't relax and nobody else will relax. We have all been to parties or dinners where the host just continually fusses over minute details and won't sit down and chat and won't relax and just enjoy the moment. That isn't much fun and it stresses everyone. So, i am sure you will be fine on the day but it is far more important that you just allow yourself to relax and enjoy it.
I also know it's better to vent here than lose my patience and blow up with mom.
I'm not as stressed about it this morning.
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When my mom would do some family dinners, there was time she was really stressed. Especially if she was cooking and expensive roast or something. And, she would get so wrapped up in that we all felt like we were walking on eggshells and then she couldn't enjoy the dinner. I would rather she burned the roast and we all just sat down together relaxed than have some "perfect" meal.
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My mom was that hostess who always fussed about details. It stresses people out. Just relax, and have fun. It will be a joyous day and as long as there is enough to eat and drink, no one will care.
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Something will go wrong. Seriously. There won't be enough of this or that will be the wrong color or something. But no one will know if you don't make a big deal of it. LL is right. If people have food to eat they'll be happy. And unless the colors are garishly like a nightmare I don't think anyone will notice if they are a shade off. I would not think twice about what your mom is wearing. Just enjoy the party.
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The sandwich choices are turkey, ham or roast beef.
On Hawaiian rolls, regular sandwich bread or pinwheels.
When I started this, I wanted it to be something really nice.
It just feels like everything I've attempted to do has been rejected only to be applauded when someone else does it.
Of course my emotions are all over the place.
That's not helping.
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Lily, at my wedding I was trying to be so creative and themed and all. We named each table after a English monument. Like Big Ben, London Bridges, and so on. Then I did the seating arrangements accordingly. I worked on those seating arrangements for days. No lie. The night before our wedding we had to make adjustments because of some cancellations and additions. I was crying and in tears. I had shopped online for mini statues of Big Ben and such. I worked so hard to get it perfect. Then the reception came and the lady who was supposed to put all the name tags out and the table things out forgot. After the wedding we came home and everything was still in it's package brand new. I know you're thinking what's your point this isn't about you. The point is that looking back everyone just seated themselves and had a lot of fun. I bet if I asked people now they wouldn't even remember that there were no name tags. Your party will be fine. Don't stress. People won't notice the little things if you don't stress about it.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Lily, at my wedding I was trying to be so creative and themed and all. We named each table after a English monument. Like Big Ben, London Bridges, and so on. Then I did the seating arrangements accordingly. I worked on those seating arrangements for days. No lie. The night before our wedding we had to make adjustments because of some cancellations and additions. I was crying and in tears. I had shopped online for mini statues of Big Ben and such. I worked so hard to get it perfect. Then the reception came and the lady who was supposed to put all the name tags out and the table things out forgot. After the wedding we came home and everything was still in it's package brand new. I know you're thinking what's your point this isn't about you. The point is that looking back everyone just seated themselves and had a lot of fun. I bet if I asked people now they wouldn't even remember that there were no name tags. Your party will be fine. Don't stress. People won't notice the little things if you don't stress about it.
That's a wonderful anecdote to share with Lily, NJN. Hopefully, it will calm her nerves a bit...
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
LOL Even without table seating and name tags everyone found the buffet table. And it had no sign! Food. It makes it all better.
Here's another story. Our wedding menu was Beef Wellington. It was so delicious. We had the cuts of steak and preselected and cut specially for the wedding. At the last minute I added Fish and Chips (fish sticks and fries) for the kids so they'd have something to eat. A large majority of the adults ate Fish and Chips.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
We don't have one here! They turned it into a taco place.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I'm sure this party will be a hit. flan and NJN are right (hell just froze over). You've done the best you can and with lots of love so it's going to be a wonderful time for all.
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Whatever happens, it will be fine.
My dad had a heart attack at the 40th wedding anniversary party we put on for them.
That was not fine. It's bound to go better than that.
Relax.
Whatever happens, it will be fine. My dad had a heart attack at the 40th wedding anniversary party we put on for them. That was not fine. It's bound to go better than that. Relax.
That is an epic example of worst case scenario. It probably will not be as bad as that.