This past weekend, Boyfriend and I threw a Christmas dinner party for a few friends.
In a word, it went well. In two, it was epicly awesome (also the title of our invitation).
We all know I can’t cook, so I graciously left that part of the evening to Boyfriend. (Minus the appetizers, which included this adorable little gem of a deconstructed veggie tray I found while heavily Pineresting.)
My task? The table.
After combing for and subsequently lamenting the lack of purple cloth napkins in the Indianapolis metropolitan area for a solid three days, finding the perfect dinner plates (our hand-me-down, mismatched dinnerware was fit for eight; our party was for nine) and a trip to the slightly scary Dollar Tree for cheap glassware, I finally figured out the table design…an hour and a half before our guests arrived.
So while Boyfriend handled this:
I did this:
In all, it was a great night with friends (and games! We played games!) – and I think my dirty Santa gift (Mitt Romney toilet paper and a bendable, movable Jesus figurine) was a hit. I didn’t do very well at taking photos (um. We were playing games.), but here are a couple to tide you over:
Still not in the Christmas spirit? Give this little jingle a listen: