We had a few Steeler fans over to watch today’s game. I guess you can call this our first real party in the bar (yes, we’re now calling the family room “the bar”. might as well call it what it is). Unlike my froufrou wine party last month, this party involved manly things such as beer, hot sausage, and football.
We asked everyone to bring a side dish, so this greatly decreased our workload. Even so the prep for the party was complicated by a number of cub scout-related activities yesterday. In the morning, Jake had to put door hangers on 10 houses on our street in preparation for next week’s food drive. After that, Brian had to help unload the popcorn from the popcorn sale and this ended up taking longer than expected. At 4:00 Jake had a Veteran’s Day parade. And, to complicate matters further, at 9pm Friday night, Jake got invited to a birthday party that was held yesterday at 2PM. As you can imagine, not much got done around the house yesterday morning or afternoon.
After the parade, my parents treated us to dinner at the Szechuan. After dinner we came home and got to work. Brian made some chili, I made some brownies, and we got everything else ready that we possibly could. After church today, we made the rest of the food and then waited for the guests to arrive.
The Steelers didn’t look too hot for most of the game, but somehow they managed to pull off a win. It was a real nail biter. I thought for sure they were going to lose. People started trickling out after the game was over. By halftime of the 4:00 game, only one straggler was left and he ended up staying till halftime of the 8:00 game. I’ll take that as a compliment.
I got in trouble (and I use that term loosely) for making too much food, but I don’t know how Brian can say that when there were only 2 small containers of food left. At least we’ll have something to eat for lunch the next 2 days. All of the food was great and I really appreciated everyone’s efforts. The party could not have turned out better. Brian says it’s the best one we’ve ever had, and in the end, I guess that’s all that really matters.