YA GOTTA HAVE A GIMMICK

Jun 12, 2015 by

YA GOTTA HAVE A GIMMICK

I just love theme parties and I really love a fun theme party.  As soon the invitation arrives, you have a mission and a focus.  (BTW, invitations are so important.  They’re the first impression of what’s to come.  I have a friend who has saved all the great invitations she has received over the years.)  You know when you get to the party, other people have been putting time and effort into the festive occasion.  It also gives everyone something to talk about when you get there.  This is a great help in my little resort community where one tends to see the same people and the dinner conversations can get repetitive.  Sometimes the most exciting topic is someone’s last medical procedure!  Anyway, back to the fun.  I used to entertain a lot more than I do now. One of my favorite parties that I did was the christening party for our canary.  We had friends whose last name was Byrd and the hubby’s name was Hank.  So, we named our canary, Hank Bird.  Well, just that begged for a party—so game on!  We really didn’t expect friends to bring christening presents, but of course, our party animals did.  My friend, Mary, even brought a little cross necklace which we draped over the birdcage.  The Byrds, of course, were the godparents.  I think our minister (who was a dear friend) did a blessing.  Very Saint Francis—-or is it Saint Anthony?  Anyway, it was a great excuse to gather our friends.   And then, there was the time we had a wake for our waffle iron.  That waffle iron had traveled with us all over the world—we were known for our breakfast waffles and homemade maple syrup.  It always went with us to the cabin in Colorado, it went to a friend’s house in Telluride.  We even packed it on a trip to a friend’s in Tulum, Mexico.  It was famous.  But sadly, one day, it worked no more.  So I had the idea to throw a wake and invite all the people who had enjoyed those waffles.  It just so happened, we were building a house so it coincided with a house warming.  Once again, our friends jumped on board and got into the theme and came dressed in black.  We put the waffle iron on a little chair where friends could “view” the deceased.  A couple of friends actually gave eulogies and shared their fond memories of the departed iron.  My friend, Bill, and I snuck up to the second floor balcony and I sang Swing Low, Sweet Chariot while he played the guitar…………..Anyway, you get my point.  Theme parties are fun, fun, fun!  They just add a little extra umph.  It just so happens, I went to a gypsy theme party, recently.  Here are some pictures………

YOU'VE GOT TO DRESS FOR A THEME PARTY!

YOU’VE GOT TO DRESS FOR A THEME PARTY!

AND OF COURSE, YOU'VE GOT TO HAVE FOOD!

AND OF COURSE, YOU’VE GOT TO HAVE FOOD!

A GOOD PARTY HAS GREAT MUSIC!

A GOOD PARTY HAS GREAT MUSIC!

 

AND AFTERWARD, A NIGHTCAP AT HOME

AND AFTERWARD, A NIGHTCAP AT HOME

 SPEAKING OF GYPSIES AND GIMMICKS……….….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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