I've been keeping a secret from you. Blame my parents - it's their fault for reading the blog. It meant, as much as I wanted to share fun things as I made/bought/thought of them, I couldn't tell you about them because that would have ruined the surprise!
I went to a scrapbooking store find the pretty paper for the invitations. It was my first time inside one of the stores, as IÂ’m not at all creative enough to consider scrapbooking (I cringe every time I see or use that word as a verb). But I have to admit that the store was inspiring. There was row upon row of truly lovely, thick, tempting paper. If I had the money to throw around, I might consider trying my hand at the hobby.
The party, as noted in the invitation was a cookout at a church parish hall. I saw an idea in Real Simple to use frisbees as paper plate holders to add a splash of color to summer cookouts, and I couldnÂ’t get the idea out of my head. My family has always been fond of a good frisbee-toss... So I scoured the internet till I found someone who would personalize them for me without forcing me to buy 300. They were a huge hit and totally worth the effort!
The venue was simple, but perfect for the number of people who were able to come. With the help of a lot of family, we were able to slip away and decorate without my folks noticing our absence (at least not in a way that made them really suspicious – though our hour and a half run to the local grocery store for diapers raised a couple eyebrows).
Despite a couple family gatherings (including an alcohol-heavy wedding dance) prior to the birthday party, my parents were completely shocked and confused by the party when they arrived. I am exceedingly proud of all my family for keeping the secret for weeks, or in some cases, months.
As the party wound down, several of my cousins, along with my niece and nephew, made good use of the balloons by sucking down helium from easily 18 or more balloons. Classy, kids. Classy. But hey, at least I can say with confidence that a good time was had by all.
I went to a scrapbooking store find the pretty paper for the invitations. It was my first time inside one of the stores, as IÂ’m not at all creative enough to consider scrapbooking (I cringe every time I see or use that word as a verb). But I have to admit that the store was inspiring. There was row upon row of truly lovely, thick, tempting paper. If I had the money to throw around, I might consider trying my hand at the hobby.
The party, as noted in the invitation was a cookout at a church parish hall. I saw an idea in Real Simple to use frisbees as paper plate holders to add a splash of color to summer cookouts, and I couldnÂ’t get the idea out of my head. My family has always been fond of a good frisbee-toss... So I scoured the internet till I found someone who would personalize them for me without forcing me to buy 300. They were a huge hit and totally worth the effort!
The venue was simple, but perfect for the number of people who were able to come. With the help of a lot of family, we were able to slip away and decorate without my folks noticing our absence (at least not in a way that made them really suspicious – though our hour and a half run to the local grocery store for diapers raised a couple eyebrows).
Despite a couple family gatherings (including an alcohol-heavy wedding dance) prior to the birthday party, my parents were completely shocked and confused by the party when they arrived. I am exceedingly proud of all my family for keeping the secret for weeks, or in some cases, months.
As the party wound down, several of my cousins, along with my niece and nephew, made good use of the balloons by sucking down helium from easily 18 or more balloons. Classy, kids. Classy. But hey, at least I can say with confidence that a good time was had by all.
3 comments:
Glad it went off without a hitch. You could add surprise party planner to scrapbooking as a potential calling...
glad you're back.
I'm so glad to hear the party went well! :)
How cute!! I love the frisbee idea. Looks like it went off without a hitch!
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