Parties and the RSVP


In two days I will be having my 40th birthday party in a nearby pub in London. I had a really big think about what I wanted to do. I wasn’t raised in the UK so I don’t have hundreds of school friends dotted around. However I’ve got a few work colleagues, ex work colleagues, friends from my year in drama school and friends I’ve made with or through my husband. So I wasn’t after anything massive and I knew I wanted to mark the occasion. Having seen hubby get a bit stressed with numbers at his a few years earlier, I didn’t want to count my chickens and assume I’d have a big turn out. I scrapped the dinner party idea, not enough people, not enough of a fuss. I also didn’t want to have a party at home as it seemed too much hassle and I get worried about noise. So using a pub seemed a good idea. The one i thought of had a function room but it was booked so I’ve managed to get an area downstairs that will suit me just fine.

I used Facebook to send the invite. Admittedly that is a less formal way to invite people. I chose it for two reasons: Firstly that it meant everyone would get an email notification and I wasn’t scrapping about for up to date emails. Secondly, and I can see the irony here, it felt like I was a bit more casual, less stressed “well if you’re around I’d love to see you. Pop in” feel to it. It was supposed to make me feel better when people couldn’t come. However, it hasn’t. Firstly I AM annoyed people can’t come, the biggest social event of 2012 (well, in my social calendar). Secondly I had to chase people and STILL they haven’t come back to me. Cheeky beggars.

I Shouldn’t complain. I think I have 40 coming, but I’m anticipating a 10 person drop off last minute (kids, illness, bollocks…) but Hey, even I’ve done that. I can’t blame em.

So I was wondering if you always RSVP. Or do you treat a Facebook invite in the same casual way the host does?


About freefallinginto40

I am 40 years old. I blog about how I'm coping with my "new" age at . I'm a married mother to two after years of infertility. I have a 6 year old called Pickle and a 3 year old called The Monster. I work 4 days a week. We are also planning a move to the country! I blog about that at
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