One remaining rule
I'm such a child. I need a little 'pick me up' after letting all the comments slip away on me like that. I didn't feel like crying when i found out this morning, but i was incredibly close to rolling on the floor and kicking imaginary dwarfs around me. Believe me when i say the word childish.

Can you have nostalgia for the words spoken by others in cyber-post-it mode over two years? I guess i can. I'm still amazed at how much i cling to time. Anyway, my pick me up: I'd like to have a party right this minute, just to get over my fit, but i'll speaking about parties is my only option right now. Plus i don't see a DJ in this office.

Juan is having one soon. A birthday party, in this case. I think most of you are invited. I won't be able to attend, for reasons that will be shortly unveiled. But i digress.

Parties used to be my speciality. I'm a party professional with over 15 years of experience in the field. I must say technique, environment and drinks have sufferend a strong evolution process since the first time.

1. The early gatherings were dominated by high school friends, underground music for alternative teenagers and martini with lemon cocktails. The motto of those parties was 'my parents are gone for the weekend'. There was some dancing, a lot of passed out bodies and food consisting on chips. From 10.00 pm til the next day, since most of the guests stayed over.

2. The faculty years were also intense. In our case, and since we no longer had to lie to our families or get into a house to get stoned and drunk out of our minds, parties were an excuse to dress up. Fond memories include Morgana, Six and myself as black widows (both the spider and the sexy lethal chick concepts), sipping regular drinks, i.e., rhum or whiskey w/coke.

3. Years have gone by, experimenting has started to fade out and parties are held at bars and other exquisite joints. Home gatherings in our thirties are now a matter of six to sixteen people, passionate conversation on politics, complicated recipes or plain sexual gossip and cocktail dresses. Drinks frequently become gin and tonics, champagne sorbet or mojitos.

I think some of the innocent party spirit is lost, but one rule that will always apply: The person hosting the party will always get a certain amount of tension building up in his/her mind, at least 15 minutes before the arrival of the first guest. Denying this evidence is like trying to convince me you're not a little scared of getting trapped in an elevator.

Comments:

That may be the case for an elderly chick like you, but in my case (and I am about to turn 37 and I still can't believe you can't make it to my party) things are definitely back to my teens: parties involve a lot of dancing, drinking and shouting, there is all sorts of sex going on, the party usually ends when the neighbors call the police, and we can't do more than one party per house because of the string of complaints and nasty notes that the partygivers usually get afterwards.

In fact, things are getting so hard these last months that we have to actually throw parties in bars so they won't get too out of control.

Anyway it is very true that when it is you giving the party you get a bit nervous until the guests start arriving.

juan

# posted by Anonymous : 17:42

Yeah, i see what you mean dear, but i'm quite sure that kind of parties are less and less frequent. On the other hand, how many dinner parties have you attended in the past month? Anyway, happy upcoming birthday, you're the best looking 37 year old i've set my eyes on ;)

# posted by uma b. : 12:18

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