"On The Sunny Side of The Street"

[This post didn't get up yesterday, sorry! I couldn't get on the site last night, and got too tired to wait.]

I really like this song, love it, want to sing it all the time. It's like a great Broadway musical song, the kind that sticks in your head and gets you humming. And, for me, it appeals to the deep seated optimist that I am. Yahoo, yahoo, hip hoorah!

So we were just sitting around, sewing, crocheting, knitting, shooting the breeze. Somehow we ended up talking about fur. Maria felt that it was ok to buy a mink stole on eBay, considering that it had been dead since before she was born. When she got the stole, it was so nice that she couldn't imagine where she would wear it. Then Diana said, 'That should be the theme for your birthday party: Formal wear. Long dresses, tuxes.' And Michael said, 'It should be a Viennese Ball. With masks.' 'We can clear out the dining room for dancing, put the table on the porch.' 'We should let people know now. Maybe I should have it catered.' And we'll need to decide drinks, and music selections, and invitation style. Two other people since then have also been inspired by the idea. The ball is rolling.

This is how my parties always start, except I'm usually not quite so blessed with a group of friends to help with the initial inspiration. But a little idea becomes something bigger, more detailed, and the best ones have always fallen into place easily and gracefully. Sometimes with a lot of work thrown in for kicks and giggles. Four months to go. Should I wear my Oscars dress with the kick train, or should I make something new? Do I even need to ask?