Sunday, May 23, 2010

YEEHA! IT'S A COUNTRY + WESTERN PARTY.

party animal: a person who loves parties.


Once upon a time before I had children, I use to be an events coordinator. I use to work for one of Australia's largest private hospitals and organised a total of around 50 events every year. It included a Carols By Candlelight on the hospital lawn that attracted around 5000 people, education seminars for specialists and general practitioners, and marketing round tables for research.

It was so easy because I was part of an awesome team. There was a chef who made dinner suggestions, a graphic designer who did the promotional work, two personal assistants and catering staff. There was even someone who did all the audio sound and visuals.

Now, I'm a mum, event coordinating the simplest birthday party is the biggest challenge as there isn't the large team to pull things together. The theme choice, the catering, the photography, the host is usually left to one or two people.

And then theres:

"Mummy, I need a drink."

"Mummy, where is my cowboy hat?"

"Mummy, can I open my presents yet?"

And today, there was hot dogs and hamburgers, potato skins and nachos.

Closely followed by a Gold Rush Treasure Hunt, Tin Can Shoot, and a Ride on Horse Race.

Dessert consistsd of lamingtons, wagon wheels, ANZACs, ice cream and the best cake ever (thanks Melanie), made in the shape of a cowboy boot.

And afterwards we fell into a heap.

It was the biggest day we've had in a long time.

But as we watched Toy Story for the first time (a birthday present), while Madison cuddled his new Woody toy, we agreed that it was well worth the effort.