Party Planning with a Hurricane

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Cedarhill Farmhouse
With our wedding just days away, a hurricane was headed straight for us. It was due to arrive on Thursday, just in time to wreak havoc on our Saturday wedding. I stared at the TV, willing the storm to move East or West, just not here. Surely it will wobble this way or that.
It didn’t.
My praying mom prayed and prayed and prayed. I had seen mountains move before, I wondered if we would get a miracle.
We didn’t.
My dad, always the voice of reason, was out of town until Thursday, so he wasn’t there to calm me down. This was happening.
Hurricane Alicia hit Houston as expected on Aug. 18, 1983. The winds blew in, the rain hit the house sideways, and the power went off as expected. Then there was an eerie calm. Since my parents lived north of town, the effects of the hurricane there were minimal. There were a few tree limbs on in the yard, much less than I expected. I wondered if perhaps the storm wasn’t as bad as we had feared. My dad made it home safely and then we started making calls. The church where we were to get married had no power. This was not a good sign. My mother-in-law also had no power. That was really bad news, since she planned to host the rehearsal dinner at her home Friday night. I read the next day about a couple who had to cancel their wedding because of the hurricane.
My memory about the exact timing of events is a little foggy, but I must have gone to town later on Thursday. I drove over to check on the house that Kevin and I had just bought, and planned to live in after we came back from the honeymoon. Here, the damage was quite different. The fence was down, and it seemed like there were more tree limbs in our yard than still attached to the trees. The good news is that our house had power. My guess was that our house was on the same grid as the nearby hospital and therefore it was one of the first restored. At least I could sleep with air conditioning. Kevin and I and the best man began the cleanup. It was exhausting. We set to work cleaning up the debris, which took part of Thursday and all day on Friday. I knew we wouldn’t be able to face the clean up when we returned from our honeymoon, that is, if there was a honeymoon. We busied ourselves with the yard clean up, and I tried not to think about my wedding.
My mother-in-law on Friday morning realized that the rehearsal dinner was not going to happen at her house that night. She asked if we could have the dinner party at our new house. The house had very little furniture, was not the best venue for a party, but she said she would bring everything we needed. So that was that. Finally we got word later that the church had power. We would be able to have our wedding in the church! As I exhaled, I realized I hadn’t fully done so for days. The rehearsal dinner was moved to our new house.
At the rehearsal dinner, word got out that we spent the day doing hard labor instead of enjoying a spa treatment. People started asking to see my hands. I thought they wanted to see my engagement ring. No, they wanted to see the blisters on my hands from raking up all of the leaves. The rehearsal dinner went on without a hitch, if you don’t count the fact that it was at a different house, the A/C wasn’t working properly, and someone spilled an entire jar of juice in my brand new refrigerator.
And that is the story of the first time we hosted a party in our home. So if you’re stressed about entertaining, don’t be. Remember, it could be worse.
To ensure your party goes on without a hitch, here are a few of my tips.
Have fun and don’t worry if something goes wrong. Trust it, it will. So when something goes awry, try to roll with the punches. You’ll have more fun, and your guests will too.
Photos: Courtesy Anita Joyce, Cedarhill Farmhouse
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