Reception planning
It occurred to me about this same time on Saturday that, oh holy hell, I have a reception to plan in a week’s time.
Our family used to have gatherings regularly, until my grandmother died in 1996. I hadn’t realized the cohesive element she, as matriarch of the clan, formed until she died and our once close extended family seemed to dissolve until we are almost like strangers.My wedding is the first in the family since my cousin Rhonda got married in the 1980s (there was another, but they got married by a justice of the peace with no family celebration). So, I am looking forward to this reception, but I had no idea how much work planning a reception for about 75 people could possibly be.
Of course, the organization is compounded by the fact that I am not only the party planner, event designer and cake decorator, I’m also the caterer. Which wouldn’t be so bad except that I can’t cook, and my organization skills are non-existent. I will either have not enough food, or so many leftovers we could feed a small developing nation.
It also occurred to both Brandon and I, that we are not the most interesting people. I’m banking on the cornhole set my mom is bringing to amuse my side of the family, with a few new babies on Brandon’s side to gush over. Family photobooks will be on display, and the clubhouse has a big-screen television. But really, how do you amuse people for hours on end? This is why the boy and I don’t go to parties.
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