The Dinner Party In My Mind.

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I wrote this post back in 2013! Wow, how is that possible? Since then, I have thrown two successful dinner parties, though I’m always trying to up my game. I have yet to take it outside like the one I describe in this post, so in that sense it’s still very much a goal I’m working toward. Meanwhile, here are some of the pieces from my last dinner party.

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So I’m putting a question out into the universe. Am I the only person who breaks out in hives at the thought of throwing a dinner party while simultaneously feeling like a domestic failure for not doing it? 

Don’t get me wrong. I want to throw an epic dinner party, and I don’t care if epic is hyperbolic in describing a dinner party. In my mind, this singular event- executed successfully- will cement my entry into womanhood. I will always have it on my resume along with a list of references willing to vouch for my awesomeness.
Maybe I’ve watched too many foreign movies, but I have visions- very specific visions- of my dinner party. I won’t go into the details now… yeah right! I see outdoors, twinkling lights, thick bread and sweet butter, some really well marinated red meat, witty banter, laughter, beautiful people, maybe a dog, music later on, some carefree dancing, lots of wine or booze (I don’t discriminate). My party will include men and women. The men will be stylish but casual. They will smell good. The women will wear things that expose their shoulders. There’s nothing like candlelight bouncing off the neck and shoulders. Listen, I understand that I’m rambling. I’m not one of those people who don’t realize. I’m just very scared and very excited.

Recently I’ve realized a pattern in my personality. I get excited about something, but I hate planning and I shrink at the thought of making a mistake that will blow up in my disappointed face. I came to this realization as I was packing up my dozen or so blank canvases. Sure I’ve completed my fair share of paintings; however, each one of those took weeks, sometimes months, of staring at the blank canvas terrified to make the first brush stroke. Likewise, my guitar sat in a corner for months waiting to be sanded down and given a new look. For me, the end product is almost always to my satisfaction. So why do I get so scared? Why not learn from that and dive in to future projects with gusto? What I think it really comes down to is this: I need to realize that the yearning to do something, the feeling of not fulfilling, is worse than having a not-so-perfect end product.

I should search for an inspirational quote about fear and determination to insert here, but alas! I lack the determination. Instead I’ll dwell on the thought that good friends who I want to cook for (that says a lot. More on my cooking at a later date…) and spend time with will be happy just to eat and hang out. I can have fun with a bag of Doritos and good music, and I’m not sure I want people there who can’t! Maybe I should include something like that in my invite. “Dear Invitees, I am not perfect. If you are not the sort that can have a good time so long as there are snacks, good music and cool people, then kindly stay away. I don’t need the pressure.”

If you’re trying to work up the courage to throw your own dinner party, here are some friendship quotes to help you get comfortable and edit that invitee list. I’m no expert. Not even a novice actually, but I say friends are the thing that should make your party sing. So cheesy.

**If your friends don’t make fun of you, they’re not really your friends. – Anonymous

**One good reason to only maintain a small circle of friends is that three out of four murders are committed by people who know the victim. – George Carlin

**Love is blind. Friendship tries not to notice. – Anonymous

**I don’t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better. – Plutarch

 

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14 comments on “The Dinner Party In My Mind.”

  1. Plutarch got it pat down.

    Those dinner pieces of yours are pretty! I can imagine the joy of putting them out for a special night at home. I go through a similar chain of reactions. Getting all het up, followed by nervousness till I deliver on a party/project/meeting…if you know what I mean. But those are good nerves, right? And, I need a generous dollop of determination too. xx

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    1. Thank you Dippy 😊 I try to use them more than on special occasions but not daily. It’s like finding a balance for me. I like using pretty things all the time. But yes, I so love decorating a dinner table for special nights. You know I’ve got the twinkly lights in there, and I’m sure to have candles sprinkled about.

      I hate the nervousness feeling! But I also love the process. A definite contradiction. One day I’ll have you over 😉

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  2. Dinner parties! My mum has hosted literal countless ones of these. Cooking all day, yelling at us to help her clean the house, setting everything all neat and pretty, bringing out the ‘good’ dishware. Then being the perfect hostess and talking with everyone, while her children hide in their rooms and try to sneak into the food. I mean, we got better as we got older, I can now handle chit chat, but growing up we hated the parties 😂
    As I seem to be more alike my mum than originally thought, I’d love to give a dinner party a go one day.

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    1. Your mom sounds just like what I aspire to be! I really love your recounting of those memories. They seem to have made a big impression though you didn’t like it back then. I’m sure you’ll be having your own soon enough!

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  3. So many thoughts here. First, I LOVE the plates and the pink accents. So pretty. Secondly, my hat’s off to you. My dinner parties involve paper plates and following kids around with a dust buster. 😛 Finally, the first anonymous quote is so true–love it!

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      1. That’s true. Outdoors is much easier for the mess. Just have to get our yard done. We are in transition right now, so it’s all a bit unsightly.

        As for grilling, ugh. I wouldn’t mind if it weren’t for having to take care of the grill itself…

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