I'm having a party!

Are you sure, Sarah? I could have sworn you didn't look a day over 30! :wink:

Now that's how to win friends and influence people.

Just a flick of the wrist is all it takes.

What could be easier?

Hey! February 12, 1957 here >waving at smorgs< I've been trying to think of something significant to do -- maybe I should just check out discount airfare to Manchester!

Spit roast smorgy- in the backyard.

Who'd have thought, eh?

smorgs and Tico born within 4 days of each orther!

You ARE wecome, Tico.

x

About hiring staff to cater and clean up after the party,................will they stick around until 6 the next morning to hold smorgs's hair back while she's throwing up?

Perhaps a little early smorgs but many happy returns from down under, I'm toasting you right now just in case I forget the date:drunk:

dadpad wrote:



That has different connotations here in Blighty...

Or did you mean that?

Sounds like a good idea though.

x

Bad girl. It never crossed my mind.

You know, you throw some folks a compliment, and it's like they zone out.....

Reyn wrote:

[/QUOTE]Are you sure, Sarah? I could have sworn you didn't look a day over 30!

BBB
I would send invitations for a Roast Pot Luck. Instead of bringing presents, each person would bring some food-drink. Then people would participate in a Roast with really embarrasing stories about your life.

Everyone has a good time. No hard work for anyone as it is shared. And everyone gets to poke fun at you.

That's my kind of party.

BBB

Well, okay then. Am I invited?

My bday celebration was awesome. I got into a fight with my "girlfriend"(I've been seeing her since February) because she didn't even get me a f'n card. Nothing. Thanks. Of course, last week was her boss's bday, and I had to drive her 30 minutes to some store for her to get him some sweater she remembered he liked. Good to know she's thoughtful.

This may be grounds for dumping.

Awe, Slappy...

(smorgs hugs slapper to her ample chest)

That's awful - she should have got you a card (at least) on your special day.

Don't be too hasty with the dumping thing though...

Might be a one-off?

x

Well, with the present buying and everything ,didn't you want to dump
her before christmas anyways?

If she hasn't acknowledged your birthday in any way shape or form,
then I'd dump her (unless the sex is outstandingly good).

Maybe she thinks you don't care about birthdays, slappy. Still; ground for probation...

February... could work out to be a poor time for a backyard bar-b-que..

I don't know if money is a concern, re catering, but even if it isn't, I kind of like a kind of modified pot luck.

I have fun with it, as long as I can sort of direct it (you! you will cook this! and no, not that! or have some control), and make at least a few of the main dishes.. But that's because I like to cook, and so do some friends.

I can see the other side of it too, have it done, and just have fun.

Or ... you had such a fabulous time in Paris -- just think what you could do in Rome!

Rome, omigod. Well, in February there are close to no tourists - relatively speaking. But... you tend to get the best place in the hotel, or at least we did.. And, at least back then, things were less expensive than in season.
It's not all that cold, though I remember hiking from hotel to the metro at something like 4:30 one morning to catch a train to get to Bologna, must've been in the thirties. Chilly if you don't have the right clothes -but not thaaaat cold.
The trattorias and ristorantes are cosy and inviting, and the things to see like the forum will be close to empty, at least on an early morning.
Plus, there's the main blessing, seeing the streets without flocking tourists..