The party was grand, the food was delicious and the country band was absolutely the best local talent I've heard in ages (but, don't go by me... I don't get out much). There was an acoustic guitar player, a bass and three girls who sang & played fiddle like nothing I've ever heard before. They were so talented and really entertaining.
We saw lots of people we hadn't seen in awhile, but I think the majority of the crowd were employees of The Lord of the Manor (formerly the Alien). There were tons of children running around enjoying a station where they made cotton candy, another where a man made animals from balloons, another where they had face painting, and then three large jumping thingys for kids. I have no idea what they're called, but here is a picture.
The food was catered by a local barbecue establishment (considered by many to be the cadillac of barbecue joints in our neck of the woods) and they served a mean brisket, Polish sausage, a mean barbecue sauce, potato salad, cole slaw, bread. You know, the standard barbecue fare. Mr. Snooty was greatly disappointed that they didn't have peach cobbler this year. Instead, they created a delightful station of fresh fruit, although I didn't see many takers on that offering. I partook and enjoyed it thoroughly. The strawberries were so sweet they almost hurt your mouth. The same went for the melons & pineapple & grapes. I liked it very much & wish that I had been able to sneak some home. Because now I'm hungry again. Which is so typical. I seem to always spend too much time talking at parties. Then, a little while after I get home, I wish I'd shut up & eaten when I had the opportunity.
One of the highlights of my evening was getting to hold our best friends' (our Galveston friends) newest grandchild. Their daughter works for The Lord of the Manor and loves working for him. Anyway, is this not a totally precious little princess? I danced with her for a while & she was a perfect little lamb. And she smelled like sheer Heaven. I wanted to keep her & take her home but her Mommy wasn't about to let that happen. Oh well. I did offer my babysitting services and the Mommy's eyes lit up, so maybe she will let me keep the little darling sometime soon. Talk about a little angel.
Here's a picture of the band, I cannot begin to tell you how great they were. They played Texas Swing (like Bob Wills & The Texas Playboys) and those three girls that sang & played fiddle were simply amazing.
This is a picture of a friend I like, that we ran into at the party.
Then, Mr. Snooty decided to take a picture of me (when I was finished with going around trying doors, lol) in their Gazebo. I asked him if he would please remind me to suck it in next time, as in hold my big belly in. He replied with "What belly?" God, I love that man. In case anyone is wondering why I have on long sleeves... it's because of my saggy upper arms. I've tried lifting weights & doing girly push-ups but I inherited these floppy arms from The Brown Recluse. See picture.
I'd say there were around 250 to 300 people there. It was very festive and we had so much fun that it was difficult to leave. But, Mr. Snooty did stay up past his normal bedtime of 8:30 PM... all the way until 9:00 PM. So, I had a great time & got to stay 30 minutes longer than normal.
Actually, I would have stayed longer if there had been someone there I could have stayed & visited with. Even though the party went on until about 10:30, most of the people we knew were gone by the time we were leaving. So, we came home and I sat on the front porch and listened to the music until they were done. The sun had finally gone down and the West Texas breeze kicked in and it felt good. Until the first mosquito bite. At which point I wisely chose to retreat to the air-conditioned comfort of my home. To treat my bites before I scratched them. I'm just such a nature girl these days.