I got it from my mamma…

So they say…the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

And in my family, that’s a whole bunch of crazy apples.

To celebrate my mums official welcome into Wombledom, aka her 50th birthday; we planned on throwing her a big surprise 80s fancy dress party.

I decided to go for a bleached shorts, crop top, blue eyeshadow, orange lipstick look

Those totally aren’t my normal clothes….definitely had to go out and buy them specifically *cough* *cough*.

The venue, the food, the drinks had all been prepared in advance and we were all raring to go until the day before…

…when she decided to try and cancel her own party.

*Facepalm*

We’d tried to pull the wool over her eyes and pretend it was a small family meal.

That backfired.

She decided that she wanted her “meal” on another day.

After much convincing and cajoling, we convinced her to save the date.

That was, until the day of the party…

…when she turned round and said to me “thank god I don’t have a huge party planned, I’d be mortified”.

*Facepalm*

Moral of the story: don’t organise mums big surprise parties.

We ignored her and soldiered on through, luckily everything turned out perfectly in the end and our deception genuinely worked…well…once cushioned with a few glasses *cough* bottles *cough* of cava.

And if there’s one thing to say for sure about my family, they do know how to party.

Who needs Ibiza when you’ve got my aunts kitchen and some homemade B52’s?

Everyone from the oldies to the…well…oldies…were breaking it down in a dance battle.

In fact the dancing was so vigorous my aunt went flying arse over tits into the TV console, two of my mums best friends had to go and “have a lie down”…and a rendezvous with the toilet bowl, and and I managed to dislocate my knee.

It was definitely the dancing….

….most definitely nothing to do with the alcohol.

I spent the rest of the evening lying down with an ice pack.

What student union?

P.S. No elderly family members were harmed during the making of this party.

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