we ended the day by sharing two giant pizzas from a local italian restaurant with the ILs. mmm, it was so delicious. and then we went off to bed to rest up for what was next.
DUH. what a stupid ass question.
and as i hopped into the shower, the phone rang, and it was my mom looking to take the kid out for breakfast. since we were already planning on going out, we invited my mom to come along. then as we were getting ready to walk out of the house, chef BIL happened to stop by on HIS way home from church. we told him to hop in our car and off we were for some delicious breakfasty grub.
when we got home, it was time to clean the house and prepare for the party. the kid got right to work cleaning her room, the hub was scurrying around in the back yard, and the bean and i did what we could to put stuff away that had been piling up on tables and desks and things. the rental company arrived with the tent and heater, and the hub shooed us out of the house to find new uggs for the kid and the bean, and to get our brows waxed. haha! he just wanted to get rid of us because, as he put it, he'd be able to get stuff done faster with us out of there.
and he did a fabulous job. here's the tent after he was done:

we found this stuff that's plastic, but actually does look like real china and silverware:
i was thrilled not to have to wash and store those pottery barn dishes. yay for me!
our chefs spent most of the day hard at work. i kept trying to offer to help, and kept getting kicked out of our tiny kitchen. the final menu consisted of pork roast, haricots verts with garlic and olive oil, mashed potatoes, and creamed corn - plus salad, bread, and homemade pan gravy.
the ILs were running around, helping the hub get everything else set up, and when i offered to help, i got shut down there too. all anyone would let me do was sit on the couch and take care of the bean. not to mention, when the guests began to arrive and took their seats out in the tent, i was shuttled right out there with them and told to sit down and eat - while the ILs did ALL THE SERVING.
dudes, i was like a guest in my own home. a little weird and a bit disconcerting. but i couldn't do a damn thing about it. and the most uncomfortable part for me was when the guests were gushing with compliments on the food, the decor, the tent, etc. - and i hadn't had a single fucking thing to do with any of it.
all in all, the entire evening was a smashing success. the food was really delicious, the guests enjoyed themselves, and they even got started on discussing the zimbabwe 2008 mission trip. i don't know if the hub plans to go on this one, though. the selfish part of me hopes he doesn't go, but i know it's all for a good cause. they changed a lot of lives this summer, and they're hoping to help more families in other villages this time.
speaking of the kid, she'd decided to spend the day with her BFF instead of being bored to tears at the party, even though she knew this guy was going to be here (she watches the show regularly). she texted me during the party to ask if i could send her a picture of nathan, because her friend didn't believe her when she told her he was here. haha! and i felt kind of silly asking him to pose for my phone, so i made the hub do it. of course, he rolled his eyes, but he did it. he's such a good guy.
so...one thanksgiving gathering at our house down, and one more to go. but at least the next one will be a little less hectic - it'll be all family, although i'm sure the hub will still be all about making the house look pretty. good thing the candles we bought are huge - and most of the flowers are fake. now let's just hope we can still find a turkey at the grocery store.
Wow, that's an impressive party!
ReplyDeleteYou had a lot going on girl! Happy to hear it was a success though and you're party closer to be done. :)
ReplyDeletewhat a cool shindig!
ReplyDeleteand i'm loving the matching polo shirts and uggs. :D
sound great! happy thanksgiving #1. hope the 2nd is as easy and wonderful. ;)
ReplyDeleteMatching red polos and Uggs? I can't even come up with an emoticon to express what I'm feeling right now....
ReplyDeleteOy.
Just to clarify, there will be photographic evidence of your husband wearing Uggs? and you will send said evidence to people that he knows? I'm concerned.
ReplyDeletewait a second. in order to preserve the hub's rep, let me clarify:
ReplyDeletehe's only consented to busting out his ugg slippers. he does NOT have "regular" uggs.
i'm not sure if that helps or makes it worse. :X
does your dh moonlight as a DOC?
ReplyDeletehe does a fab job ;)