Okay, so I'm at work yet again and not able to concentrate. HOWEVER, I feel like I have a pretty good excuse...I, Maya Dionne, am planning a birthday party!!!! Yay!!!!! Words cannot describe how super excited I am about it!! But, at the same time, I have reoccuring thoughts that it might not go as expected :(
But, anyway, here are the details...It's going to be on July 26 and we're going to go with a theme which celebrates the late 80's early 90's... Hence the birthday invite. Click on the link and take a look :)
Dionne's Birthday invite
So, in my mind, I'm having that delusions of grandeur where the house is full and everyone is dancing to the "grooves" of that period like "Poison" by BellBivDevoe and having a FABULOUS time...and which they should seeing as how we're having an actual dj, lots of food, pleeeenty of libations! So, that should make for a good time, right?????
Well, as soon as I start thinking about it too hard, my mind decides to do a 180 and allow me to think about the flip side of it... Like no one will be dancing, the food will suck, and the dj will suck even more; and I start to panic!!!
I mean, seriously, what if no one shows up or better yet a few people show up and they decide that the party is EXTRA lame...AND those aforementioned people not only LEAVE the party but also proceed to drag my name through the mud by saying how I don't know how to throw a party!!!
I keep on telling myself that I'm serioulsy overracting. Rather than thinking about how great or terrible the party should be, I should only concern myself with the day at hand, correct? But, you know how it is when you're anticipating something and the harder you try not to think about it, the more time you actually spend thinking about it???
I mean, I seriously have much bigger fish to fry other than who's gonna show up to my party (i.e. these 2 papers that I have due within the next weeks) but I just can't stop! HELP!!!!!
But, you know what makes it worse?? The website that I used to distribute the invites gives you a minute-by-minute, person-by-person rundown of things like, "how many people were invited"..."out of the invitees, how many of them openned the email"... and THEN it tells you "how many of the invitees actually viewed the web invitation"!!! So, every since I've started sending the invitations, I've been viewing the aforementioned stats AT LEAST 6 times a day!!! UGH!!
I'm convinced that by the time the party does actually take place, I will be even crazier than I am now...and I'm probably ALREADY one step away from being declared "certifiable" and able to collect a check so that the only thing that I'll have to worry about is how many graham crackers I can consume while standing in the front door in my underwear!!!! (lol)
But, seriously, I've started texting and calling people saying things like, "soooooo...I see that you have yet to openthe email that I've sent you about my party... When are you gonna look at it?" Lol! OR, after seeing that some people have just openned the email and haven't actually been to the website just obsolutely drives me up a wall!!! Because I reason, "hey you've already openned the email, why not just go ahead and click on the link to see the actual invitation"!!!! I swear, this is party is going to be the death of me... But, maybe I should stop with the "big brother is watching you" tactics regarding the party invites and just let the party turn out the way it is destined to...but I just really do not know how feasible that will be for me to leave that alone; however, I'm gonna try!!!
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don't worry dee, this happens to all party hosts... http://www.ehow.com/how_135180_throw-party.html
here's an article to help ease the anxiety a bit :)
Unless you are P.Diddy or Jay-Z, you will stress about who shows up to your party and whether or not it will be an event to remember (positively). I watch Kimora Simmons' show and they have the same problems (unless they have darn good editing). No stress girl. It is the summer time, people love to party in the heat.
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