It started out just like any other Saturday. There was coffee, there was the paper. I even got a quick morning walk in. Then the preparations began. Because this Saturday was special. Not your typical weekend at all. I was to be the co-hostess of a very unique event. Along with my 4 year old niece I was throwing a rain party.
You may not be familiar with this particular brand of party. That's ok, it was new to me too. I'd like to be able to blame its birth on niece Jacelynn. But apparently it was actually my idea. I've no clue from where it stemmed and unfortunately, despite my outward confidence, had absolutely no clue what it should entail.
What exactly were we hoping to accomplish? Were we hosting a thanksgiving for a recent downpour? It hadn't rained since I'd been home. Were we hoping to dance our way into a much needed storm? It's supposed to rain early next week. Or, were we simply celebrating the idea of rain? Yeah, maybe I could work with that.
So we cut out very abstract raindrops and decorated them with baby blue ribbon. We invited our guests and asked them all to bring/wear some kind of rain paraphernalia. I created a variety of different sandwiches and made them into the shape of a raindrop that actually more closely resembled a rain puddle according to my niece. I found some rain-inspired music on my ipod but was unsuccessful with locating my old Blame it on the Rain cassette single that I'm convinced still exists somewhere in my parent's basement. We picked out blue plates and glasses and offered everyone liquid refreshments to accompany their themed sandwiches. And then, we had ourselves a rain party.
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Can I get an invitation to the next rain party? Seems like a great reason for a celebration. Don't agree? It might be worth remembering that we celebrate all kinds of other off-the-wall things in America: St. Patrick's Day with green beer (seriously, I have a feeling that St. Paddy would be rolling in his grave if he knew what we did in his "honor"), Thanksgiving (let's look at actual history folks!), Gospel Day (oh, yeah, that's a Marshallese holiday, but it is worth mentioning that this day commemorates the first missionaries... yes, the people who brought pantaloons and syphilis to this tropical paradise). My point is that lots of holidays are sort of weird. With this in mind, I would actually propose that we create a National Rain Party Day. I'll think of you next time I drink from a blue cup.
Natalie, I like your style.
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