Super bowl Sunday....

         Super bowl table scape...

So, if you are like me,

you can not have a party

with out putting a fancy spin on things.

                                              

Even a party that is mostly for the fellas

needs a little dolling up.

So, here is my Superbowl scape...

It is an all meat and potatoes menu.

A menu with the man in mind.

(Some of the food got eaten before I remembered to take picts.)

The menu was:

sausage balls served with an apple jelly & mustard dipping sauce

hot ham & cheese with poppy seed sandwiches

pigs in a blanket on skewers with a ketchup, mustard & brown sugar dipping sauce

mini fried hamburgers with Colby jack cheese

served on home style fries and topped with a sliced small tomato.

and lastly, a potato bar

I just popped some baby red potatoes in the oven with some spices

and then put topping in small ramekins around them.

I decided not to do any fresh foods or

desserts because, lets face it,

guys just are not going to eat it.

And I wanted my menu to be all about the guys.

I drew a football play on an old chalk board

that I use for different things.

(I got on line, and got a real play. 

 So, that no fellas could laugh at me!)

Of course, the beverages

on ice in a galvanized bucket.

I also set beer glasses out

in case any one preferred.

This is am old football and stand

that I borrowed from my dad.

He played football and then became a referee.

He still carries the chain for WKU, our local college.

And if you know what carries the chains means,

then you know your football!

I also used a strip of the indoor-outdoor carpet

to mimic the look of a football field.

This really gives the table a sporty look and feel.

I scattered whistles and other little

football paraphernalia around on the table.

Whal-la Super bowl party

with a menu of the man

and wow-factor for the woman!

Goooooo Team!

Happy Super Bowl Sunday, ya'll!

 

Matilda, Matilda....

I held a Matilda Jane trunk show at my house last night,

and it was so much fun,

as usual.

I do not usually host anything at my home

that involves asking someone to buy something.

I feel like I do enough of that all day long at my shoppes.

However, this line is soooo adorable

that I feel like I am doing my friends a FAVOR by offering it.

Kinda like selling girl scout cookies~

people WANT to buy them!

So, if you get a chance check out their website

http://www.matildajaneclothing.com/the-lookbook

and then have a trunk show of your own.

Believe me when I say it is so much fun!

Just mix together some fun friends,

and some  a lot of wine,

Matilda jane clothes,

and wal-lah

Good times!

By the way,

they have the best adult clothing as well!

I basically live in it!

You are going to both hate me and love me for introducing you to this line!



Mad Hatting it...

So, my daughter had a Slumber Party to celebrate her 10th birthday.

Part of the party included going to see the new Alice in Wonderland movie in 3-D.

Did I mention the seven 10 year olds?

Did I mention the slumber party part?

After seeing this movie and recovering from a slumber party that lasted until 4am

I am thinking how wonderful it would be to have

my very own pet pot belly pig to use as a foot rest for my aching feet whenever I please.

And wondering if I should have had more of a Queen of Hearts attitude to the group of 10 year olds that kept me up until 4am, or if the White Queens attitude was indeed the correct approach.

I should have known to be more prepared for the battle that is called Slumber Party. Which, by the way, is so poorly named. It should have been called an anti-slumber party! But all the girls had lovely and colorful personalities making it fun for all and all for fun!

I wouldn't have changed a thing.

Even though I did have "activities" planned that never happened like,

making bracelets, nail art, and decorating sugar cookies until they all looked like tye-dye. I would like to say the next morning when the girls were picked up that I looked like Anne Hathaway, but unfortunately after only 3 hours of sleep, I looked more like....

Well, you know. The Mad Hatter!

Literally!

Mad eyes with a hat on!

Delirium.