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Being Honest

I love people.  I love having people over.  But since we moved into our wee house 6 years ago - I stopped having a lot of parties.  I shut down to having people over.  Was it pride? Probably some.  Was it embarrassment?  Maybe a little bit.  I live in a tiny house...but my real house is a 22,000 sq. foot warehouse in Mississauga that I visit occasionally.  We have had to sacrifice a lot to start our business and a big house was one of them.  I loved our older, larger houses....and I do like this house, it's just...well...small.  So last year I decided to get over my "small house shyness" and host a party.  I wanted to get to know the ladies that I see at my school lots and have built some cool friendships with.  Last years party was a Pajama Party theme. I sent out the invites and hoped for some cancellations as I couldn't nvision everyone fitting in my wee pad.  I was thrilled - to a degree, when 99% of the invites were accepted.  How was I going to fit everyone???  Turned out it was a good thing being a pj party - we all just lounged around and didn't feel the need to be prim and proper and could sprawl out anywhere.  The party was such a success I knew I wanted to do more.  This year I decided on a Black and White Theme.  I invited even more people this time as I had built some more friendships and then started to stress about the numbers.  This was going to be a classy event and there wouldn't be room to sprawl.  So when I had a bunch of cancellations - I was royally bummed about friends missing out - but relieved as I would have more room for nice chairs! :) The perk of a small house is you have no choice but to talk to  whoever sits next to you.  There is no room to avoid people!  It's a cozy feeling - everyone jammed in here.  And the biggest perk to a wee house is when pulling a theme together - I can do it succinctly as I have all my decor in one room and the kitchen.  I do wish I had a large kitchen with all the gadgets and new furniture in my little living room. But when friends come over I am relieved to know they aren't looking at the smallness of my house.  That perhaps, they see the big smile I have on my face having them all there - having a blast in their fancy black and white outfits, drinking champagne and getting to know one another even better.  Size does matter....but maybe not the way you think it does.

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  1. Anonymous28 March 2011 at 11:46

    I am glad that you can enjoy your friends and your house. I have a good size house and don't have people over that often LOL, at least not a lot of people at the same time anyway. We have lived in our brand new house for 4 years now and still haven't bought any new furniture. 90% of our furniture is used and the two pieces we bought new are now 12 years old. I don't know when we'll start to get new stuff. This is why I move my furniture around so often, it's cheaper than buying new LOL.
    You are such a cool lady and a great friend. Anyone who comes into your home would feel the love and warmth from the family that lives there. Chris Evans

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  2. Margaret28 March 2011 at 11:53

    Good for you Marlea!! Time with friends is so important and I think it's great that you stepped out & did that. Looks like it was fun!

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  3. Unknown28 March 2011 at 13:44

    The house isn't small, it is intimate, which is perfect for a party!

    Your parties are awesome! Who else would plan a fantastic night where we can dress up, eat great food, be with great women, and all go home with a smile on our face?! Can't wait for the next one!!
    Ang

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  4. MarMar28 March 2011 at 19:15

    Thanks Girls! :) Your words mean a lot!!! Am looking forward to the next one too!!!!

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  5. Michelle29 March 2011 at 08:18

    Wow Marlea, a good party host and a terrific writer. There is no end to your special God given gifts:)
    I think having great friends and an awesome family is worth more than anything else...priceless actually.
    Thank you for reminding all of us of that!!

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