Dancing Under the Stars
Last weekend I witnessed how the "other half" lives.
The invitation said, "cocktail attire, no jeans please." Wow, a real grown-up party. Funny thing was, the party was a conglomeration of several significant family events which included children. I guess the party's formal stance proved good training ground for young adults. Something different than the grab-the-chips-out-of-the-bag normal parties they are used to attending. I watched the younger ones all night and other than possibly sneaking a beer or two, they behaved quite nicely. Even if they weren't allowed to wear jeans.
A bevy of valet parkers whisked away our car. Good thing I didn't ride the scooter! Throughout the entire night, servers floated around the party with hot hors d'oeuvres. The party didn't even start till 8:00 p.m. so besides the myriad of snacks presented elegantly on trays, the main fare consisted of mini burgers and mini wieners. Perfect!
In fact, the whole night was perfect. The band (twelve members) played dance tunes all night and me, being a disco queen of the '70's, couldn't have been happier.
Probably the nicest thing about the whole evening is the fact that the invitation was completely unexpected. We don't normally "hang" with these people but somehow we showed up on their radar screen when it came time to invite friends. I am happy they consider us important in their lives.
As I always say, its all about people. Love God, Love people and your whole life will seem like a party!
Peace out,
Caroline
The invitation said, "cocktail attire, no jeans please." Wow, a real grown-up party. Funny thing was, the party was a conglomeration of several significant family events which included children. I guess the party's formal stance proved good training ground for young adults. Something different than the grab-the-chips-out-of-the-bag normal parties they are used to attending. I watched the younger ones all night and other than possibly sneaking a beer or two, they behaved quite nicely. Even if they weren't allowed to wear jeans.
A bevy of valet parkers whisked away our car. Good thing I didn't ride the scooter! Throughout the entire night, servers floated around the party with hot hors d'oeuvres. The party didn't even start till 8:00 p.m. so besides the myriad of snacks presented elegantly on trays, the main fare consisted of mini burgers and mini wieners. Perfect!
In fact, the whole night was perfect. The band (twelve members) played dance tunes all night and me, being a disco queen of the '70's, couldn't have been happier.
Probably the nicest thing about the whole evening is the fact that the invitation was completely unexpected. We don't normally "hang" with these people but somehow we showed up on their radar screen when it came time to invite friends. I am happy they consider us important in their lives.
As I always say, its all about people. Love God, Love people and your whole life will seem like a party!
Peace out,
Caroline
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