A few Saturday’s ago my loving, wonderful family celebrated my brother’s 50th birthday, Party House style. The theme for this party was, You’re Our #1 Son, Brother, Dad, Oinkle (uncle to those of you who have never been here), and Boyfriend.
We also recreated an elementary school event that my brother always enjoyed called “Hot Dog Day”. He had told his girlfriend, Elaine, what a great childhood memory this was quite awhile ago. Elaine made sure to email my Mom and I so we would not forget the idea. We all agreed this would be a great theme to include for this festivity. Here’s the awesome banner our resident Cricut department created (thanks Erica & Mary!):
Hot Dog Day happened once a month or so. On Hot Dog Day we did not have to bring our own lunches to school. We would get fill out our own order blanks for hot dogs, chips, and a cup of ice cream. Of course you could order as many as you could pay for, and that was a treat unto itself. The hot dogs and buns were steamed, and tasted oh so good.
For our party we got a nifty hot dog steamer, some authentic Jays potato chips, and the vanilla ice cream cups with wooden spoons. And my niece recreated the little order blanks for all the party goers to fill out so they could get their dinner, served by an original “Hot Dog Day” lady, my Mom.
When my brother walked in and saw the hot dog day sign. He let out a whoop!, and filled out an order blank! 3 hot dogs and 3 ice creams. He was so surprised, and it was so much fun to see how excited he got.
We had a terrific party filled with lots of laughter, fun, pictures, and wonderful DVD montage that my sister and her husband put together. Then there was the sweet, loving toast from my Dad to my Mom. My sister and I got all teary eyed. (tissue please)
This was also a weekend filled with surprises. Let’s see it went something like this; my sister and her husband from Montana arrived here at the party house Friday night (total surprise, no clue they were going to be here). So when we were getting phone calls from family members on Friday night we had to keep this all hush, hush. Then Saturday came and the surprises kept on rolling. My sister and her husband surprised my parents, my nephew from San Luis Obispo surprised his Dad (aka the birthday boy), and then we came in the house, and my brother got surprised by my sister and her husband. Jim jumped so high in the air when he saw Laura it was like he just started as the center for a Millburn Mustangs basketball game!!
For me the best surprise of the day was when my brother arrived. He was the last one to arrive (he planned it that way), and when he got out of the car he had on a tuxedo with a bright blue vest and bow tie. He made a grand entrance. There was lots of clapping and whoops and hollers. He really made his party day special. I’m not sure how this can be topped.
We’ve had lots of family surprises over the years, but the surprises that happened at this party will go down in the history books for many years to come. The only thing missing from this page in the family history book was my Travel Man. (A tissue for me please.)
My sister wins the prize for the most family surprises. She always shows up at a family event when you least expect it, but you’re wishing she was there with you. Thanks for making the trek Laura and Steve. An epic party like this would not have been the same without you here.