I think I need a lie-down

My head is in such a spin this week, although I think I am now coming out the other side of it. I've been organising in my slightly scatterbrained way a party for someone who has an important birthday coming up in LESS THAN A MONTH! Yes, that's right, Me!

Anyway, so far I have checked off my list the following:

• Book the Venue (my tap-dancing hall).
• Book swing-dance teachers.
• Design & print invitations.
• Work out guest list.

Still to do:

• Finish sending out invitations (nearly done).
• Get hall decorations organised with help from Elda and possibly Nell, although should probably run that past Nell first before I blog it. Oh well.
• Organise food caterers.
• Find a gorgeous frock (have had offers from helpful fashion-savvy girlfriends to take me out shopping, excellent!)
• Organise sound equipment, including microphone.

That's all I can think of so far, can't organise alcohol till the rsvps come in, ditto speeches.

This is all fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants event management, I tells ya! I will be SO glad when it's over.

Oh and I've done an internet wishlist as a present buying guide because I figure it's my equivalent of the Bridal Registry but I can't even begin to tell you how awkward I feel about it all. The idea being that I will be given stuff I like and will use instead of candles and foot lotion, one or both of which I receive Every Birthday and neither of which I use. And thank goodness for girlfriends who are abetting my pragmatic realist side about this because the rest of me feels greedy and bossy, especially when I put in expensive stuff, even though the idea of that is so groups of people can chip in together. And I also must remember to tell Nell that I've appointed her Gift Guidance Officer and Wishlist Co-ordinator - probably should have done that too before I blogged it. Oh well again.

Anyway, in other news around this house :

A superhero helped me bake a cake.

Climber went on a school excursion to the Metanical Gardens (Botanical/Metanical. Whatever.)

I was guest teacher at my friend's tap school on the weekend and had a great time doing it. We all enjoyed it I think or else she just has very polite students - they all came up later and thanked me personally. (Evidently her school is in a very well-brought-up suburb.) It took me an hour and a half in football traffic to get there. But the money earned means I have finally bought new tap shoes and I LOVE them. Aren't they gorgeous? And so comfortable.

Oh yeah. And we've acquired this part-time dog. He just comes and goes when he feels like it, but we've been teaching him new tricks. Today he learnt "beg."


Good dog!