I’m not afraid of clowns or balloons but today I realised I have a fear of birthday parties (I’m a Fragapene)??? My daughter turns three in 3 weeks. I have always been adamant that I’m not going to get swept up in the madness of having the perfect birthday party, spending hundreds, organising venues, hand-made fairy cake tiers, hiring paedophile clowns, inviting 60 zillion kids and the dreaded party bags. I quietly promised myself that I would keep them small and intimate as long as I could get away with it. Last year we took two of her 2 best friends to a theme park, Gulliver’s World in Milton Keynes, catered by Costco and we had a brilliant time.
However, this morning, I was talking to a good mate and we were trying to think of what I could do this year. She reckons I could use the same model but choose another venue. This is when it dawned on me. It’s not the expense; it’s the whole idea of organising the perfect party that completely freaks me out. Bottom line is I’m shit at organising parties. My hubby’s 40th was a complete flop. You could see the tumbleweed rolling by. For my own 40th, in 18 months time, my only request is no party as I’d rather use the money to go away with good friends (@chickenruby I hope). Don’t feel sorry for me but whenever I throw a party either no one shows up or I end up in a room full of people I don’t really like.
I’m not child friendly so the idea of organising party games etc….scares the hell out of me…Do bear in mind that I have skydived, bungee jumped and travelled the world solo. I have faced packs of wild dogs and have been attacked more than once but the prospect of a birthday party scares me even more. This is probably why I opted for a small wedding (16 people only friends and family). It may surprise you but I hate being the centre of attention.
So, with all this, what do you think I should do? I’m tempted to bugger off and take her to Disneyland Paris?? I think it will be money better spent.