We used India's party as an excuse to get our back yard scene all gussied up. I bid fond adieu to quite a few veggies in containers on the deck that just weren't going to produce any more. We took down the last two butt ugly planters from the top of the fence (I've still got scratches and bruises from that job). We strung lights, set up tables with pretty cloths, put out candle lanterns and bouquets.
And of course it rained.
I mean, c'mon, why wouldn't it?
The day of the party was a just a little extra stressful. All that pretty stuff we'd put out back was piled in the living room. We didn't know how we'd fit everyone in our little home if it kept raining. We didn't know where to put all the food and punch bowl and presents that were supposed to be outside. We didn't know how the hell anyone would have room to dance.
But it kindly stopped raining about 3:30pm and we pulled the tarps off everything about 4:15 and Karen, our first guest, arrived right on time at 4:30. It all went fine. Even the pretty lights still worked! And the rain front had taken the nip out of the air, so we could sit on the deck without shivering, on this, the first day of Autumn.