For some reason, I struggle with writing about parties. All of my big 2011 parties were, well, bittersweet. The three big parties that stand out in 2011 were:
- My goodbye party at my former job
- My father’s 70th birthday party
- The tailgate party at The Game - the Yale-Harvard football game
All were big, (mostly) fun parties.
However, it was the smaller more private and personal parties that I remember more joyfully:
- The “Welcome" cupcake party hosted by my new co-workers my first week of work
- The night out with a best friend I hadn’t seen in six months
- A picnic in the back yard with my parents
- Many cozy dinners with K
These small parties were all simple moments in time, no expectations, no stress. Given the upheaval of 2011, I wasn’t interested in having my socks rocked off, or in any wild shenanigans. Some good food and some quality time with people I cared about was all I was looking for.
