There’ll Be Parties For Hosting

One of the selling points when I bought my condo was the large kitchen with ample countertop space.  I pictured myself playing hostess to friends for dinner parties, festive get-togethers, and celebrations of all seasons.  I imagined yummy foods and delicious drinks atop every available surface.  Happy faces would be everywhere and laughter would be the soundtrack of the evening.

I just knew I had to have a party before the year was up.

Every year, my family gathers for a Christmas celebration the Saturday before the holiday.  Since we all have our own traditions and family obligations, this party is the one time during the season when our family joins together for a fun night of Christmas cheer.  Normally, my amazing aunt and uncle host, but this year, high off new homeownership and eager to turn my vision into a reality, I asked if I could take on the task of hostess with the mostess.  Luckily, my request was met with a big “Wahoo!” and the baton was officially passed.

For weeks leading up to the event, I searched Pinterest for party recipes and ideas.  The week of, I had a long to-do list that had me baking and cleaning every day of last week.  Three trips were made to the grocery store to get everything I needed to make the party spectacular.  It was a huge undertaking for one person, but, ever the planner and hostess, I loved each minute of it.  The happy elf was making Christmas happen and it was a joyful time.

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Chocolate covered Oreos

Chocolate covered Oreos

Baxter supervised the cookie making.

Baxter supervised the cookie making.

Italian Ricotta Cookies

Italian Ricotta Cookies

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Though it was not without hiccups.

Last minute cancellations came when illness reared its ugly head on unsuspecting family members.  Some members of the clan showed up late with full bellies, having already feasted before coming to the dinner party.  It was hard to keep a smile on my face when it was so obvious that certain people clearly wanted to be elsewhere.  That’s where the champagne punch that I called “Santa’s Little Helper” came in handy.

Napkin

All in all, the evening was a blast with some of my favorite people  We had the most steals of any gift exchange we’ve every had before.  My niece found that adults could be tortured with a Frozen doll that sang “Let It Go” repeatedly and my nephew’s mouth was covered with chocolate from too many cookies.

The real adult fun came after the kids left and Cards Against Humanity was pulled out.  My mother and I had never played the hilariously inappropriate card game, but we took to it like ducks to water.  Tears of laughter streamed down my face during one particular round and we all definitely got an ab workout from all the shenanigans.

I just love my crazy cousin!

I just love my crazy cousin!

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Goodie boxes for everyone!

A few party items left behind.

A few party items left behind.

By the end of the evening, we were exhausted, stuffed, and feeling rather joyful.  Everyone was sent home with a goodie box filled with homemade treats and hugs were gratefully accepted all around.  I couldn’t have asked for a more festive evening and I’m so glad to have a fun family I actually enjoy spending time with.

Because what could be better than that?

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8 thoughts on “There’ll Be Parties For Hosting

    • Jessica | Defining Wonderland says:

      Technically, the first party was the housewarming back in November, but it was such a blur with so many people that the Christmas party definitely feels more like the first one. It was great to have my family there and to “elf it up” in my new home. Merry Christmas to you as well, Patricia! 🙂

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