Monday, August 15, 2011

The infamous party, part 3

The party, I thought, was lovely.

It’s hard for me to gauge, of course, because I spent a lot of it fetching drinks and refilling the cookie trays and answering the door.

But, based on the very, very kind words of so many of the 50+ who passed through that Friday night, it was a good party.

And also based on the inclusion of Jello shots. A party clearly cannot be a party without Jello shots.*

The only aspect of the party that wasn’t, in my opinion, entirely successful? The guests of honor.

The party started at 6:00 pm.

The bride arrived at 8:30 pm.

The groom arrived at 9:00 pm.

I know that they were really, really busy. I know that they had decorated the reception hall and had to go to the bank so they had tip money for vendors. I know they had a thousand other things going on – a thousand and one. I know it. But over two hours late? For your own party?

Yeah.

I didn’t love that.

But it appears that, in my old age, I am either becoming more forgiving or I am becoming too lazy to hold a grudge.

Because, while my blood pressure shot up when Maria sent me a text message suggesting that she would be 90 minutes late (little did I know that it would be another hour after that until she actually showed up), I couldn’t sustain my irritation. I couldn’t be pissed off about it.

Even though it was a little rude.

Or maybe a lot rude. I don’t know. It doesn’t matter now, anyway.



*I am, of course, kidding. I have attended many successful parties that do not have Jello shots. They were a last minute addition to the menu at the request of our party helpers, Meg and Emma. (Who clearly wanted those delicacies for themselves.)

While I knew that they’d be a hit with the groomsmen, I pre-approved with the bride, because she was a little concerned about the trouble that the groom and his buddies were going to get in on the night before their wedding.

2 comments:

Kim said...

As much as I know how busy things are being the bride, I agree with you on this one.

Teagan B. Sawyer said...

The party you threw was incredible! Even if she was busy that seems a little extreme in terms of the late factor. I just rescrolled up and re-read that but two and a half hours late?! That is a crazy and completely inappropriate. What a sweet good friend you are.

 
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