So Sunday was the Knocked UP party and I feel inclined to tell you guys how it went. It seems to me that a lot build up occured around the party and for good reason. Our whole reasoning behind thinking of throwing a "Knocked Up" party was to poke fun at ourselves and have a night to celebrate with family and close friends before we get too pregnant. I mean, it's no secret that peanut took us by surprise and if you can't make fun of yourself, you are bound to take yourself too seriously. And that is never a good idea.
The party was a great success and for several reasons. Taiga's best good friend, Tiff, flew into town on Friday from Nebraska and I had the pleasure of meeting the other pea in the pod. Tiff was a great help around the house and instrumental in setting up our photo montage in the stairwell as well as preventing Taiga from cooking too much. Left to her vices, she will prepare all courses in a pot luck dinner. My best good friend, Tido came into town on Saturday from College Station, TX. Yeah, that's right, he drove from Texas just for this party! The Tido Package came complete with a DJ (some assembly required) and so Peanut got a beautiful soundtrack mixture of soulful R&B and reggae for the weekend.
The menu for the party was a Thanksgiving Turkey, butternut squash soup, spinach salad with vanilla balsamic dressing, Mimi's Mexican salad, Mooie's mashed potatoes, and Brenda's Chili. For dessert, strawberry shortcake (it was delicious). All the food was delicious and there was just enough food for everyone. The soup, I think, was the favorite of the night. Tido said he saw several folks slink back for thirds.
Thanks to Taiga's family for coming to the party. Ben, Louisa, and Erin arrived and were kind enough to gift us a beautiful wok (which I have instructions not to touch until properly seasoned by Mrs. Ryan) and a wonderfully prickly aloe plant. Even though we asked folks not to bring gifts, many felt the urge to and we thank them for that. Surprisingly, the most common gift was... beer. Now our garage has a nice selection of domestic and foreign drafts. I guess I'm drinking for two now. Will Borg, international ski patroller and purveyor of salt, brought a camoflauge limited edition Duck's Unlimited diaper bag (filled with beer) that doubles as a duck bag. The best part is the removable plastic liner for soiled diapers. Way to go Will! I'll be the coolest dad around. Erin and Jo brought some cool books, one entitled "Babies and other Hazards of Sex". Jill and Mooie got us a one-piece for Peanut with a photo of Bob Marley and a caption: "B is for Bob". Very cute.
We set out some cards and asked those who felt compelled to write their wishes for our new Family. I'll share them here.
You all will be great. You know how I know? Because you're the coolest people I have met. Well...not quite the coolest. I know this guy that has jet-skis. That's pretty cool.
Love,
Cuyler
Best Wishes to you new family!
Love,
Heather and Bill
Health, smiles, and good humor-- remember to laugh!
Salud, Amor, & tiempo para gacarlo.
I wish for you a baby who sleeps through the night. And a loving, supportive helpful family...
Love and Laughter, our wishes for your baby.
If Sioux-ee poos on my stuff, I'll poo on her. I'm excited to meet the other "roommate" Har. Har. Yay! for fun times to come!
Love,
Jill
"That Baby Will Hunt."
That everyone is healthy, happy, and full of powder days.
"Don't gain the world and lose your soul. Wisdom is better than silver and gold."
Bob Marley
What if it has webbed feet?
Start him or her out with a .410
Love to you all and Peanut and Sioux.
I would like to thank my family for coming up from Denver. I know it was a long drive, but your support really meant a lot to us. Mimi, Pete, and Brenda--thanks for coming!
The partygoers dwindled and then there were only 4 or 5 of us sitting around the fire, reflecting.
Thanks for all the toasts to Reed, Taiga, Peanut, and Sioux! Some pictures to come shortly.
