Highlights of our weekend festivities (and no, I'm not talking about the Paris Teckno parade yesterday):
- Six out of town guests staying with us which made 11 residents in the house for the weekend
- At least 60+ guests of all ages starting age 17 months and going up to maybe 70-ish
- 5 enormous bags of ice, delivered and placed in the bathtub, followed by...
- 5 cases of champagne, beer, white wine, soft drinks and bottled water, all in the bathtub
- Guests actually going into the bathroom all night long just to gawk at the bathtub full of booze, some wishing they could swim in it (if not for the sub-zero temperature)... photo
to followhere - More food than I've ever seen at any house party, and Georges gets all the credit for putting together a delicious menu
- Beautiful flowers
- Lovely, thoughtful gifts from some guests
- Americans hanging out in the kitchen as we often do at parties
- Wonderful phone call from dear friend who couldn't join us
- Cheap child labor from our neighbor's 10-year old daughter who asked to walk around serving food
- All the yummy maki gone within minutes after delivery and serving
- A chocolate cake to die for, thanks to Aimee (I'm eating the last piece as I write this)
- A really good mix of French and Anglos, and everyone commenting how much they liked meeting all the interesting people
- Dancing!
- The Big, Big, Big Bowl of Bon-Bons. 'Nuff said.
- Drank about 40 bottles of champagne between last night and at lunch this afternoon. That leaves 20 for another party (?)
- About 4 champagne glasses broken which really was not bad at all. And that's 4 less I have to find a place to store them later. Still haven't washed them all... saving that for tomorrow.
- A sister-in-law who woke up early and did at least 80% of the cleanup before anyone else got out of bed. HOW MUCH DO I LOVE HER!!!! (Bisous, "V"!)
- Alfresco lunch in the courtyard today with some of our house guests, soaking up a few rays, finishing up some leftovers.
- And... I did pretty well in speaking with our French guests. Much better than I had expected. Maybe the champagne helped my French brain cells kick in?
What a great weekend it was, celebrating our marriage en France. Happy, if albeit sleepy, smiling faces all around.
