This week my parent's celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. Seems like such a long time, but I really could not begin to image one of my parents without the other.
When my siblings and I realized it was anniversary time last year we started planning the big surprise bash. Now that it is over I can say what a royal pain this party was to plan...and I plan a lot of get togethers so I feel that I am a bit of an expert. Actually the worst part was the guests.
Invites were easy to create, my brother found the best polka band this side of Warsaw, Dolci made a delicious cake, Mother Nature went above and beyond with the floral arrangements and The Saturn Club offered the best venue. Ahh but the guests.
The first problem was getting a list of friends and family with their addresses and phone numbers. My sister stole my dad's address book. Although she felt guilty because it seemed to have doctors, pharmacy's and other essential info in it, I was thrilled. A starting place. Then I opened it to find the following enteries:
Charlie the Chicken
Big John from work
Jerry with bad knee
Who the hell are these people? Better than that, I found some names I could make out but no addresses. The second problem was getting people to respond. Sent out 50 invites, received 30 RSVPs. How does someone not even respond?
All in all the night was lovely. I gave a terrific speak (pat myself on the back) and everyone was drinking dancing and laughing. All said and done, I was thrilled my siblings and I could do this for our parents. Seeing them together and so much still in love, makes me appreciate my guy all the more. We are looking at 20 years in Feb. I was nine when we took our vows :-).
Happy 50th mom and dad!
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