Mish-Mash Madness

While I would have loved to begin my annual dress-up party institution this year, I was merrily preoccupied during this, my birth month, with an important wedding of two Very Important People (who bestowed upon me a year's subscription to Donna Hay Magazine. Thanks guys!).

So while the institution will have to wait, I decided a dress-up dinner wouldn't, and the Fantastical Five will be gracing my world with their presence tomorrow night for what may be termed a Mish-Mash Dinner.

The rules of Mish-Mash Dinner are as follows:

1) Before dinner, guests will visit the Salvos together to choose their dinner attire, and may come as anything or anyone. I'm thinking 80's Bride, but if I can find a jumpsuit of any kind I'll go with that for sure.

2) Guests contribute to dinner by choosing a course to bring. Nobody is allowed to discuss what course or what kind of food they are bringing with anyone else.

3) After dinner, guests will participate in a game that incorporates elements of all the games in the games cupboard, in one giant, all-encompassing Supergame!!

The desire for the ludicrous seems to be increasing as I get older. I'm starting to wonder if in 30 years I might just be my mother, who I think has forgotten how to be serious at all. Trust me, next time you think you're having a normal conversation with her, look hard enough and you'll see a twinkle in her eye and you'll realise she's either having a subtle dig at something (probably you), has made a glorious, unnoticed pun, or is possibly getting ideas for a surprise skit at her next formal work function involving a wig, false teeth and a piano accordion.