Party Gifts

Having been to the Gift's housewarming party this weekend, and spending the evening as the sole sober person amongst a horde of drunken youth, I have had a truly eye opening experience. Not only is the Gift a lot more ebullient when with this group of friends, but they also have some peculiar proclivities themselves. Rarely have I been encouraged to tie a clock round my neck with a tape measure just to annoy someone, but the very idea produced cheers of encouragement when undertaken with a clock which is surprisingly dear to the Gift's heart, despite the fact that it neither belongs to him, nor actually works.

I was pleased to discover that his most peculiar friend (who spent a good deal of time telling disinterested people about ways in which he claimed to be able to kill them) ended his involvement in the evening when he blew into a scented candle, spattering wax into his own face, and then passed out on the floor in the Gift's bedroom.

Despite not being drunk, I still managed to get involved in a discussion about who would make the ideal combination of porn actors in the unlikely event that the shooting of such a film should break out at the party, and promised to buy one of the attendees a bike for Christmas, thus proving a point made in an earlier post that alcohol isn't necessary for me to behave inappropriately.

I was also privy to this gem of a conversation between the Gift and one of his paler mates about the Boy Wonder and I:

Pat 'You must have seen him topless!'

The Gift 'I told you - they're not those kind of friends.'

All in all, a good time was had by all, and by being sober enough to drive the Boy Wonder and I home at around 3am we were able to avoid the point where Pat pissed in one of the girls' handbags and the sordid carrying ons which took place on the 70's style sofa later that night.

Organising a surprise party

It was the Boy Wonder’s 30^th birthday on Saturday and to mark the occasion I organised him a surprise jam/party, which was fun! Admittedly, doing it so shortly after our wedding was a little stressful, but mostly not being able to tell him what I was doing was very difficult – I kept speaking to people who updated me on news etc, and then couldn’t say anything to the Boy Wonder. But, not content with organising two events marking big occasions this year, in my drunken state on Saturday night I also began the process of planning the next extravaganza – a New Orleans fundraiser in the New Year. I have already recruited our richest friends to provide a venue and possible source of wealthy attendees from amongst their friends (although I have a feeling that my subtlety was slightly lacking when it came to sharing the details in my Bow-laden state!).

So whilst on the one hand I was just pleased that everyone came and nobody ruined the surprise element, the completion of our second successful gathering of the year did give me a sense of satisfaction, marred only by the fact that it was more fun planning things with the Boy Wonder – we are both people who like to picture things as we would like them and then recreate that on a larger scale, which makes the planning much more fun than following a formal path of doing what you should do, or compromising, or the dreaded ‘done thing’.

All of this means that I am already thinking of ways to make the fundraiser work, and I am really excited about the idea of supporting a charity which is so in line with our shared interest. The whole thing is still very much in the ideas stage at the moment, but I am sure it won’t be long before the whole thing is imminent and being as I have just looked it up and found out that Mardi Gras 2009 is on Feb 24^th, I’m already thinking some kind of Mardi Gras theme would be a good basis for the event…