That engagement party I posted about a while back? The one I needed recipes for? It has turned into a monster.
The girl conjured-up a ridiculously complicated food-list that includes homemade sushi. And homemade ravioli. I dissuaded her from the sushi thing (she did not let it go easily!), but there's so much more! Tonight, I'll be spend the evening with her (making 45-90 lanterns, she says). She and her fiancé came to my house at 1:30 a.m. last night (like, out of the blue--I was in bed) to discuss the party.
It's like they're planning a wedding. And I'm the only person helping them. I just finished school for the semester and I'm prepping myself to work in Egypt for a month (I leave the country five days after this party). When I agreed to help and let them have it at my house, I envisioned a normal party. Not this "semi-formal evening held in a beautiful starlit garden scene" as the invitation says. I've expressed my limitations, stressed that I have other things I need to do, tried to get them to make it more manageable but I have zero control.