it takes a village
to make a 50th anniversary party
so... good thing our family alone constitutes what could be the population of a small village.
I love the fun that happens when
there's even some magic in the OCDness
of vegetable cutting and arranging when women spend many hours in the kitchen together.
and the girls!
the whole crew banded together
and jobs got done.
speaking of jobs, next time you need white lights strung in a warehouse-sized hall,
let me know.
I know just who to call.
with the ambiance set
it was time to train the waitstaff.
they were attentive and eager to help.
Luckily the Ohio contingency pulled in just before the instructions.
They even brought a bag of spare shoes.
the salads were placed
on the counters with care
in hopes that the entrees soon would be there
Not only were the waiters and waitresses
in top form,
they were also entertaining!
(dinner AND a show)
I will admit to honestly being worried
about a cake that looked this good.
Would it taste good, too?
Not a crumb was left when the evening was done.
Today I am grateful to be part of such a fun and loving village.
Hooray for the family that PARTIES together!