When we decided to plan a surprise anniversary party for our parents, my oldest sister volunteered to take care of the guest list, invitations and hiring a live band.
My other sister offered to handle the catering and flowers.
This left me with nothing to do but book a venue. As the youngest, my sisters don’t expect much from me. They always assume I’m going to mess things up. I was determined to prove them wrong. I made a list of the amenities that were necessary for the venue I chose. I looked for a place that could handle our guest list, provide plenty of parking and include a dance floor. I wanted an indoor and outdoor area, string lights, easily accessible parking, comfortable seating and a bar area. I put in tons of research, toured the different options and spoke with all of the managers about pricing and available dates. Unfortunately, I timed all my visits during the spring when the weather was mild. My mom and dad’s anniversary party was scheduled for the end of June. We experienced unusually hot and humid weather, with temperatures in the low nineties. While we were setting up the decorations and flowers, the venue was horribly overheated and sticky. I had no luck finding the thermostat to crank up the air conditioner. I finally asked the property manager about lowering the temperature and was told that the venue is not equipped with central air conditioning. Although we left the doors and windows open and ran box fans, the conditioners were uncomfortably hot. My mom and dad assured me that it wasn’t a problem. Both my sisters were unhappy with me.