It's go time. I've picked up the gift for my parents. It's just beautiful, and I'll be sure to share what it is after the party, along with some pictures from the celebration. The menu is planned, guests have responded, plans are in place.
My sister in law has worked hard doing the dinner and dessert portion of the evening. It's their club we're holding the event at. She is a tireless worker, whereas I am sluggish and prone to procrastination. By the time I asked, "What can I do to help you?" it was already done. And beautifully done, I might add. We'll have dinner, just our parents, siblings, and spouses. It will be quiet, intimate, and a special time with all of us together.
After dinner we'll adjourn to another room where there will be an ice cream sundae bar and, if I'm not mistaken, triple chocolate cake. *I do hope I'm not mistaken* This is where the 30 or so friends, plus any grandchildren who are in the area, will join us for dessert and entertainment. My sister in law hired a magician (this part is mostly for my dad), and a friend of hers will come and sing some beautiful love songs for us - but she will start with "On The Road To Mandalay," which is not a love song at all, of course, but is ingrained in all of the four kids' collective memory as a song my dad always - like almost daily - *tried* to sing. He is tone deaf and none of us really know what the tune sounds like, but on Wednesday night we will. I have a feeling that I'll always remember and prefer my Dad's rendition, however.
L and I put together a special frame that has a current picture of my mom and dad topping my friend Sue Anderson's beautiful poem "Fruit of the Vine." L designed the layout, complete with a beautiful vine graphic, and it will go into the frame surrounded by a thick mat. Each guest can then sign their name on the mat and include a special message and good wishes. It will be a nice memory and keepsake from the evening. I'll be sure to include a picture of the total project and the verse after the party. It's so lovely, and every time I read it I tear up. (Thank you Sue! XOXO)
The gift we are giving them is also very special, and I think they'll love it. I keep running downstairs today to look at it again and again. It gets my heart every time I see it.
My special dress for the occasion? Never happened. I looked. And looked. And came home very discouraged. So I will wear something I already have, and it will be fine. After all, I'm not the star of the show tomorrow. That role is for Mom and Dad. And I'm hoping that the whole evening will shimmer and shine for them. They deserve it. 60 years together deserves some glitz for their truly great accomplishment, and a sweet glance back to the days when life was simple, and everything was in front of them.
More to come in a day or two. Right now, it's go time.