Well, as you can see, I survived the bd bbq. Twenty-six people coming and going – mostly staying! We had a blast and I believe dh had a wonderful bd.
Yesterday morning I was on my knees praying and I asked God to let it rain up until the time of the party and then stop. Well, that’s pretty much what happened and it just goes to show ya that we need to pray in specifics!
I am trying to think of interesting details to write but my brain is still mushy. I slept and slept this morning and Himself didn’t even wake me for church because he knew how exhausted I was. I was on my feet most of the day yesterday preparing food and just going from one spot to another. As I had previously mentioned, I don’t deal well with crowds well so I have to keep on moving to not be stuck in one.
My parents came a few hours early to help keep me from getting too anxious and it worked like a charm. My mom wouldn’t allow me to get upset about anything and just took over if she felt I shouldn’t have to deal with something. (Yes, Mom. I did notice that!) The Boy kept getting into the guacamole my dd made and my Mom kept slapping his hand and telling him to get lost! He was so greedy!
When it was getting late and only a few people were still here, we got rather giddy. My sister and I laughed sooo hard that it hurt! Clean up was done in stages and we were in pretty good shape this morning.
I am so glad that most major bd’s only happen once a decade! I have a biggy coming up but do not plan on having a party. I have something else in mind…………