Sometimes the parties that are the most memorable, the most enjoyable, the ones you end up reminiscing about for years later, are ones that just happen. Nobody makes a plan, sends out invitations, or creates an elaborate menu; a group of friends just get together and have a good time.
At a school function a while back, we started chatting with friends, and before too long we realized that we were going to get locked into the building if we didn’t get out of there. I impulsively invited everyone to come over to our house, so that we could continue to enjoy each others company. Clearly, I was not thinking clearly. I had not prepped for a party, I didn’t have anything planned, or ready for people to descend upon our home. But it was too late, I had already opened my big mouth, so I had to follow through.
