Margaret, Jeanie, Mark, Debra and Jennie
I think it is impossible not to suspect, fear or maybe even hope that your loved ones are going to attempt to surprise you on your 50th birthday.. I mean afterall, it is a pretty big number and everyone wants to make a big deal out of it (selfishly, if you ask me!). So although I didn't have any idea whether or not they
were planning something----- I thought I better get my roots done!
The Planners
I guess the fear of the unknown is what worried me... the hours of planning and angst required for such an event simply aren't available to Mark. With his busy traveling schedule, endless depositions and throw in a trial or two, he doesn't have time to plan anything but his next flight.
But... fear not!
He is resourceful! He called in the cavalry- and solicited the able assistance of my little sister, Tess, and our middle daughter, Leah! And I am sure they were only too happy to seize control of the situation!
(update: I have since learned that Mark worked directly with the Event Planner on the menu and room set-up, orchestrated the alibis and spent countless hours arranging the music; 60's & 70's dinner and dance mixes. Sorry, sweetie! )

So- here was
their plan- Friends- Jennifer, Ken, Laura and Denis, invited us out to dinner at the Fore Street in Portland. The restaurant requires reservations and they are pretty persnickety regarding being punctual, so that was a great way to get me there on time. When I arrived (15 minutes late) Jennifer told me, very convincingly, that our reservation was for 7:30 not 6:30 so we had time have a cocktail while we waited.. But.... the cocktail lounge was full and we had to go across the street... (still no clue at this point)
Mark was on a mission and walking at a good clip. I kept saying 'Where are we going to go' and no one answered, we just kept following Mark ... Now, that's not that unusual since Mark is pretty used to leading our pack and making decisions which are usually decent (if I am in the mood to conform). So we walked over to the Portland Regency- an elegant, older, boutique hotel located in the middle of the Old Port and - as a matter of fact- where Mark and I were married! xo
It wasn't long after we arrived that
I knew something was going on.. the sales director, Denise, was walking around the hotel with a blue tooth hook up in her ear-that was similar to those worn by the CIA. I actually know Denise, so was waiting to say hello when I heard her say- "We are ready" My stomach flip-flopped and I said to myself " Ok- I am in for it now"- (stomach goes swish, swish, drop!)
Denise led us to a private banquet room filled with my dearest friends and family. Warm, genuine smiles greeted me, faces that I never would have imagined emerged and I was soon wiping dripping mascara from my cheeks and wondering why I hadn't worn something a bit more worthy of the occassion. (because I didn't want to look foolish in my prom dress if there wasn't a party, that's why!)
Guests drove hours to be there. Friends from Wisconsin and Pennsylvannia were there, family from Stratford and Greenwich, CT ( I didn't say NY this time J!) and of course our local friends and family. All of our children, a mighty handsome crowd I must say, came to pay their respects.

The event was an
intimate, elegant sit down dinner . Steak Dianne, Macadamia Crusted Chicken and Broiled Haddock (I can't remember it's pretentious name) along with Caesar, Tossed and Antipasto salads, Roasted Vegetables, Assorted Breads and Rolls and a beautiful dessert station. Open bar and wine for the tables helped put all in a relaxed and celebratory mood.


Before we ate, Mark stood to deliver a toast. Without getting into too much detail, all I can say is that my husband is the most remarkable man on earth and he never fails to amaze me. His willingness to speak from the heart in an eloquent and vulnerable manner.(ok- so he
is a trial lawyer) was truly touching! Friends and family took turns toasting/roasting me . And of course, my little sister
had to tell that same old story about how
I caused her to split her head open when she was three.... (Get over it Tess, I am too old to be grounded ) But, all in all- very nice toasts from people that I love and that love me back!

Although many of my guests had prepared alibis as to what they were going to be doing that night (Patty, Margaret, Leah!!) they all attended. The most shocking however, was Jennifer T.! I literally screamed with delight when I saw my friend of over 40 years, who now lives in PA with her children, standing there! I can't begin to express my appreciation for her making the 8 hour drive to be there. (here we are talking to my sister Carrie in San Diego -via Skype) Another HUGE surprise was that sly little Maggie-who was supposed to be in Wisconsin all weekend, yet flew into Portland Saturday afternoon to attend.. Am I blessed or what? xo
Technical difficulties- oh- never mind! We have all been somewhere where even after a dozen run-throughs the damn slideshow presentation doesn't work. Created with love by Tess and Leah, I did see it the next day, through many, many tears, and just take my word for it- it was priceless... The "This is Your Life" presentation began with my childhood, progressed to the years of "Leah and Mom" , rolled into Mark's and my Wedding and then 'the happilly ever after' including all of the children and their significant others.. through weddings, graduations, birthdays, holidays and more- A real keepsake and worthy of a post birthday viewing party! (stay tuned for that!)
The Cake- I would be remiss if I did not show you the cake that my dear friend, Margaret, orchestrated!
What a night- from the guest list to the dance mix- it was an evening I will never forget. (and I am forgetting a lot lately) Who says Fifty is Nifty? I do!
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