I was so very naive when I wrote this post. I genuinely thought then that stress from moving would gently melt away. Ugh...I wish. The stress changed, but certainly did not melt away.
But, just for a good laugh, I've left this post up, so that we can marvel at my cluelessness.
Enjoy!]
The tornado of activity for the first weeks needed a goal, else we'd go on endlessly prepping the house...for what? We have a goal now. We volunteered to host a party for the families of Luke's class (12 boy families only). That's about 50 people.
Here's the plan:
Our community will lend us tables and chairs from the club house.
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| (Our patio is shown behind the tables) |
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| Fresh flowers on the tables. |
Hire a burger chef to bring his grill and gear and do the cooking.
He'll have wait staff and plates, etc.Decorate with flowers from a local nursery. (Flowers will be the subject of another blog post. They are out of this world.)
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| Friends prep the food. |
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| From flower farm to table. |
Una Fiesta!
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| Las Madres de Luke's amigos. |
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| ...y los Padres |
Some adult supervision...Gaga was visiting from Florida.
Stories, futbol, karaoke, dancing, snowball fights and X-Box keep everyone jumping until dark.
So for those gringos that feared we'd be isolated in this foreign land, fear not.
The house is ready for the next party and there are new friends to fill it.
All we need is you!
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