The big 50 has arrived and rightfully so I thought to celebrate with a party.
As we all know, there is no party without decorations. And so for two weeks, boxes of different shapes and sizes kept arriving.
I admit it, I might have let myself be carried away, but all those beautiful party ideas on Pinterest are hard to resist, and if you want your house and garden to look exactly like those you saw on the web, you need the right decorations.
Thankfully the traveling husband was traveling and wasn’t there for my shopping spree, even if he indeed realized I had one, when he came home, the night before the party, and found the kitchen table covered in paper tassels and pompoms and the sitting room floor with balloons.
I think he was tempted to say something at first, but one look at me and he didn’t.
I had spent the last two days fighting with incomprehensible instructions to make fluffy tassels and pompoms out of flat strips of paper, I had blown dozens of balloons, and I had just realized the final result of all my efforts was never gonna be even remotely close to the beautiful pictures I had seen on Pinterest. If the traveling husband wanted to make his point it would have been at his own risk, and he knew it.
Fortunately, after a good night sleep, there was only space for the great excitement for the party and so, here I am , happily hanging the balloons, decorating the gazebo, setting the tables, etc etc.
All is ready and, I can quite proudly say, looks pretty nice, not Pinterest perfect but nice enough for me, till….: Bang Bang Bang! The wind had risen and the outdoor balloons had popped one after the other and those who didn’t had flown away.
We still have a bit of time before the guests start to arrive, young and fast-working lungs are needed. Daughter number one and daughter number two are slaving away blowing more balloons while I check all the other decorations are well secured.
When the party is over, I let the surviving outdoor balloons fly away and proceed to free the one in the house till……:Bang Bang Bang! I am still not sure what had happened there but when I went to remove the two balloons hung on the floor lamp in the kitchen, the lampshade exploded, on my face.
While the balloons are miraculously still hanging, shreds of glass are all over the kitchen floor and I, besides for once managing not to cut myself, wonder if I might have developed a new terrifyingly destructive superpower. Yet not sure how it happened, a week later, while still hoovering pieces of paper confetti and glass, I still keep my glaze down when close to fragile surfaces because, as they say : better safe than sorry.
Bang Bang, that was indeed an explosive birthday party!!!!
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