Day 296: Merry Christmas!

It's finally here. I can't believe I'm officially having my Christmas in July party.

I've been talking about it for at least 3 years... wow... it's actually hapening.

I woke up energized and ready to hit the ground running.

As I was getting ready I felt as if Mr. Wonderful was with me in spirit. He loved Christmas so it wouldn't surprise me in the least.

A quick brush of the teeth and I was off to Walmart to grab some last minute items for the party.

I got a bit of a late start, but considering I had 9 hours before the party I thought I was doing ok.

I think I walked 2 miles inside the store. I was criss crossing, and running in circles looking for certain things and thinking of other things that weren't on my list.

At one point I asked one of the workers, an older man, I'm guessing he was about 70, to help me find temporary hooks so I could 'hang my stockings with care'.

As I asked the question I noticed his eyes moving downward and landing on my chest. I was stunned! Mostly because I wasn't wearing a low cut shirt, just a t-shirt, and of course he's an old man.

Of course he asked if he could show me where the hooks were, I figured he was harmless so I let him. Wow, what a shocker... I guess you could call it a Christmas surprise! ha ha

Back and forth, here and there, my biggest dilemma was in the Jello aisle. I needed red and green colors, green is a given, but red... now that's a little tougher.

There's raspberry, cherry, and strawberry... I couldn't decide. Strawberry is safe bet for everyone but I'm partial to raspberry which is where I landed. If its my party I'm going to get what I want.

I even picked up some mixed berry for the 'token jews' who were attending. Now, don't think I'm a racist. That's the Cheerleader. On the RSVP, she wrote yes she would be attending with her husband and they would be the 'token jews'.

I came home and made the shots, cleaned up a bit, and then it was off again for another round of errands closer to party time. While I was out on the last minute run, the phone rings and I look down and it's Starbucks.

I thought maybe I'd heard the last from him, but I guess I was wrong. I legitimately was busy, so I didn't answer. He left a message but I haven't listened to it yet.

This party was meant to be, I've never had a party where I wasn't rushing around at the last minute getting ready or cleaning while my guests were arriving.... Today was different.

Maybe Mr. Wonderful was helping me along, whatever it was, it was nice to not be rushing that's for sure.

Once the party started, we had a small group sitting around and somehow the conversation turned to boys they all wanted to set me up with.

It was like a competition. The Cheerleader had the Snowman (he's the guy from Colorado that I had to 'friend' on facebook a while back), and then there is the Golf Guy.

I felt like it was a poker game. I'll take your 5 foot 11 web guy who lives in another state and raise you with an atheletic guy who lives locally.

All night, the Cheerleader's husband kept texting the Snowman. Every once in a while he would ask me a question... 'do you like the beach?' I replied with 'absolutely!'

I have to admit it was pretty nice to have everyone thinking of me and weeding out the bad guys to set me up with some winners.

More people arrived and that was the end of that conversation.

I had a good turnout and I think everyone had a good time. It was a big success, so I've decided I'm going to do it again next year and make it an annual tradition.

At one point, someone even said, ok so when's the New Years party? We joked that someone else was responsible for the New Years in August party.

I'm so glad I decided to have the party instead of just talking about it. 39 is turning out to not be that bad after all!