QUINCEANERA!

Well the Quinceanera was Saturday night. I went to bed Thursday, Friday and Saturday night after 3:00am which is technically the next morning, I guess. There was so much to get ready... Robyn and I worked so hard on everything and Saturday her sister Vicky was there helping to decorate the place. It looked beautiful too, with all the balloons, little mini silver frames with pictures of Chantel and little purple candies at all the tables. We only had 3 practices with the kids but they were very successful... Then 5pm came and went, NO DJ. He called saying he was running late, REALLY LATE because he didn't show up till 7pm, which was when it was supposed to START. HELLO! We were really STRESSED about it. I had written down DETAILED instructions of how each song was supposed to be played, how long, who to announce...EVERYTHING. I even went over every detail with him. I had seen this DJ in action at another party before and he was great...I CAN NOT say the same for Saturday night... He messed up every song...EVERY SONG!!! The kids were so confused they just kept looking at each other... But they danced anyway. I was so upset by the end of the first part I could feel the tension headache COMING...
He did okay the second half of the night but then again he only play BOOTIE MUSIC and I COULD HAVE DONE THAT. I have been to a 101 events and I KNOW all the songs to play. I was at this wedding for a friend of ours last year and his brother had this really cool system that he set up. Plastic box speaker that opened up and sat on tall stands and all the songs you could imagine down-loaded off of itunes on his lap-top. I would have been terrified to have that many...I am guessing that he must have backed it up. I don't think it was cheap either but no more than paying a good DJ for the night would be. I am going to look into getting a set-up like that and "DJing" Roger out to some of the parties I do. I thought this morning I should start getting Roger to go to some of the jobs I have so he can see how everything flows and goes. He LOVES setting up and getting a party ready and he has no problems cleaning up after. He said if he ever got enough money, he would start up his own party/catering business. I don't know about the food part but the planning, decorating, picture taking, music playing part would be really fun. The more I am in control of the better because I am very precise. I am not saying I don't make mistakes because I do, you know to error is human... But I don't leave a wide margin for mistakes.
I know it's not a big deal, but most of you know Roger and I don't drink much at all. There is more than one reason why.

1.) I don't think God wants me going around loaded
2.) It's very expensive
3.) I don't need it to have a good time
4.) An addiction like that IS THE LAST THING I need

I don't think there is anything wrong with anyone going out to dinner having a drink once in a while. But I did think it was COOL when I was 18 or 19 and young and stupid. I used to go to this really nice restaurant in Chattanooga called GRADY'S. It is similar to OUTBACK. A lot of us would go there and get an appetizer and have a drink. They didn't check I.D'S and we just thought HOW ADULT we were. Some friends of mine were getting married soon, so one night I took them out to GRADY'S and paid for their dinner as my gift to them. I had 3 of those fruity alcoholic drinks and since I usually only had one I got drunk. When I stood up the WHOLE FLOOR MOVED. I don't think I acted weird...I probably laughed a lot but that was about it. My mom went up there the next day and told the manager that if they EVER served me another drink that she would turn them in and they would lose their license. SOOO... I guess you could say I was the reason NO ONE underage got any more drinks at GRADY'S. After that I never really had much. Didn't really see what the big deal was, and I had spent way to much that night anyway. I mean COME ON! Going out to eat cost A LOT anyway... I can count on one hand how many times I have had a alcoholic beverage since then. Did I mention that I have six fingers on one hand? I had a drink at a night club when I was 20, one on my 21st birthday ( I didn't get carded and I WAS SO MAD!). Roger and I went to see a friend in Virginia when I was 28 and got a babysitter so we could go out to dinner and just talk without interruption. She said, "Oh, they have this really good drink I want you to try!" I was 28 and hadn't had anything in 7 years. They brought this pitcher to the table and until I smelled the alcohol, I didn't even know she meant A "DRINK DRINK". I was thinking Coke, Sprite, Dr Pepper... Yeah, I am pretty naive. I had a sip and WOW - it was called SANGRIA. She said it was a mixture of red wine and fruit juice. We had two pitchers but mind you it was PACKED to the top with ice. After that it was 4 years more and I was 32 when I had a fruity drink when Roger took me out by ourselves to THE CHEESECAKE FACTORY. I some SANGRIA this year on my birthday when Roger and I got to go out for the first time alone IN A LONG TIME by ourselves.
Well, the DJ Saturday night stressed me out. I was so aggravated. I was thinking to myself that I sure would like a nerve pill but since I have never had any or knew of anyone that did... I did the next best thing... I VISITED the SANGRIA Fountain. It poured out pretty slow so I never had more than a half a cup, if that, at a time. Did I MENTION how small the cups were? I only visited it........4........or .......5 times. And ~ NO, The floor did not MOVE with me! I was fine, FINE. But you know how some people sin and say, "the devil made me do it?" Well ........... "The DJ MADE ME do it!"