Our large crystal drink dispensers would allow our guests to serve themselves a beverage of choice, and since each holds 3 gallons, the attractive dispensers would also save me a lot of scurrying around trying to keep glasses filled. With the beverages taken care of ahead of time, I would be free to greet our guests at the banana split bar....
Although one can set the stage for the perfect party, one can't control the weather, and to my dismay, a summer evening storm sent over a hundred and fifty people scurrying for cover. Ice cream, nuts , and even the cherries on top were forgotten as I rushed outside to help gather the vintage table linens and centerpiece globes from the yard. I did (for a split second anyway) wonder where my 5 year old had found shelter in the midst of the thunder and lightning, only to later have him knock on his own front door as basically the last "guest" to attempt to come inside. When I asked him how in the world he had gotten so wet, he gleefully explained that he had been riding around in our neighbor's golf cart right in the middle of the storm. When I asked through a grimace who else was with him on this 4-wheeled death trap, he said that his co-passengers had been his 8-year old cousin and our 9-year old neighbor. Hey, atleast it was the 9-year old who was driving!........... ( Call social services if you must, but no party host can be on top of everything.)
The highlight of the night for me was when my Great-aunt Frances, one of our guests, told me in the middle of all the running around that I "was looking so good....just like one of the teenagers." What made this so funny was that just 5 minutes before making this comment, this same dear aunt had told me that she could hardly see a thing due to cataracts in her eyes that she was hoping to soon have removed. Her comment assured me that she needs that cataract surgery sooner rather than later!