I said that I would take lots of pictures. I ended up taken five. Here's three of them.
The other two are not worth seeing. Trust me. So you'll just have to take my word that it was a truly lovely party. My favorite part was that my parent's neighbor when I was a kid showed up. Seeing Barney and hearing him laugh took me right back to ten years old. Catching up with him was such a treat.
Sunday was the recital. And yes, of course, I cried through the whole thing. We had a ultra rude family of chair kickers and talkers right behind us headed by a mommy who didn't mind dropping the eff word now and then. My grandmother was highly offended. I tried to get them to move by pointing out empty seats in front but they didn't take the bait. In retrospect, we should have been the ones to move.
But despite all that the show was a success and The Girl was graceful and beautiful. Today she's a bit of a sleepy grump, but I guess she's earned it.