It’s here (well, it’s here tomorrow):
The housewarming party.
After 3+ months in the house, we’re ready to have people over for REAL. A lot of people. Really.
And, well, we aren’t REALLY ready. Everything we wanted done, isn’t done. That’s probably because, in the past month, we had to actually stop and take breaks and do other life things that weren’t house-related. For example, we gave up all last weekend—the weekend before the party and our last chance to bust ass—to go to San Jose for our friends, Jessica and Larry’s, wedding.
We aren’t sorry we did that, though. That’s life, and it’s awesome. And let’s face it: we kinda wanted a ridiculous amount of things done. Our ambition to do nothing but work nonstop on the house for 3+ months straight was maybe a teensy bit unrealistic.
However, we did nothing but work (and spend) nonstop on the house for 3+ months straight about 80% of the time. And therefore, we have an old house in pretty damn good shape for a big blowout party this week. Complete with kegs, 100 different gourmet sausages to grill, a ton of boozy fruit, five different salads, desserts homemade by my California Mom, and fruit fresh from the backyard.
And, we’ve called in the reinforcements. Munga and Char are here, totally killin’ it with the last-minute grocery runs, cleanup, and general helpfulness around the house. Not to mention looking glamorous in the AM. We’re keeping them revved up on Phillz coffee to ensure they don’t run out of helpful steam before the masses roll in tomorrow…
In short: we’re ready to party. See you there.