I sent a message to Amanda who quickly had beautiful invitations printed for me and handed them out to people I had listed for. On the invitation I asked that guests wear something "vintage" : a scarf, hat, handbag or all three.
Amanda also made my birthday cake and the party was to be held at her Cup & Cake Coffee Shop in Marquard.
Generally speaking, at birthday parties in our small town, the birthday
Yours truly wearing a pink vintage hat telling my guests about my life as an expat
Yvonne, left, my 85 year-old friend and follower of my blog. Next to her is Lzya, another 80-something friend of mine. Lzya and I live in the same street
Trudie, my regal, queenlike friend with a pillbox and net, also lives in my street. With her is Jenny, who with her husband came to Marquard in the same month as us, 19 years ago. Don't you just love Trudie's snakeskin clutch and Jenny's vintage roses in her hair and on the old handbag?
With Trudie and Jenny is my dear friend, Carina who is dressed and accessorized exactly as I used to go to church in the sixties!
A circle of friends
Little Joel (just visible at edge of photo, right) was so excited to have another "Happy Birthday Cake" and insisted on blowing out the candles. Here he holds covers his ear as my friends sing to me!
From left rear: Anna ,my friend Carin's mom (Carin left before we took this photo!), Ida, my other Marquard blog-follower, me, Betty, another friend in my street, and Carina. Front: Yvonne; Trudie, Jenny and Karien
When I got dressed on the morning of my party, I tried out two seperate shoes. I always do this: I check in the full-length mirror to see which suits my outfit best and/or (and this one normally wins) which one is the most comfortable.
While waiting in the coffee shop for the guest to arrive, Amanda told me she didn't have candles for my cake. I said I'd walk up to the end of the block to a nearby supermarket to buy a pack. As I walked out the door, she said: " Mom, do you know you're wearing two different shoes?" We both burst out laughing when I told her how this had happened. This was NOTHING compared to the hysterical laughter from Grant when I phoned him and asked him to bring the other shoe (I wanted to wear the pink ones to match my hat!) down to the shop!
This is how I arrived at my birthday party!
I told this story to the ladies at my party while holding up the two disparate shoes. Of course, we all had another good laugh and the older women assured me that I'd have many such little glitches from now on!