Seeing red

Aubrey and I took a road trip with my dad on Sunday to see his mother-in-law for her 90th birthday party. Now if you are like me you are thinking, “Wow Sarah. Ninetieth birthday party? Lock up the hooch it’s gonna be crazy…” I am telling you this woman is not a day over 65. After a very long 3 hour drive in the back seat of my dad’s Jeep with my unhappy screaming toddler, we arrived at a cute little house where she lives…by herself. 

Upon meeting her it was very evident that this was an independent, able bodied woman and someone had clearly lied to her about the year she was born. Ok, that wasn’t the the most evident thing. The most evident thing was the fact that she was dressed in red. From head to toe. She was wearing a vibrant red dress with long strands of pearls that peeked out from beneath a flamboyant red feather boa. On her head was a large brimmed hat in a lighter shade of red and on her feet she insisted on wearing a pair of shoes her feet had long shrunk out of simply because they too were red.

She was a site to behold. She energetically popped out of her armchair where she had been chatting with relatives to come greet me. Of course, being the mother of a certain adorable little girl, I was just as quickly dismissed with the question I so often hear when I’m alone, “Well where’s the baby?” Aubrey had fallen asleep not 10 minutes before we arrived and rather than poke that sleeping bear, no matter how small, I decided it was best to let her sleep.

Her nap ended too soon, as the most needed naps are often known to do, so we headed over to the church where a birthday banner waited to greet the guest of honor. It was quite the turn out. There was a buffet spread that would rival many wedding receptions and music drifting in between minglers’ conversations. I thought maybe I had missed the memo because I found myself completely surrounded by women wearing red hats, each one unique to its owner and each one more ostentatious than the last. My dad leaned over to me and in an amused whisper explained these ladies were proud members of the Red Hat Society. I recalled an episode of The Simpsons where Marge joined such a group, but I have to be honest, I didn’t think it was a real organization!

It turned out to be quite a party, complete with a speech from the mayor, singing and lots of laughter. Aubrey gorged herself on all the fruit and snack puffs her cheeks could hold as she watched the spectacle around her.









We ended the day by kicking off our shoes and playing outside. What a wonderful way to spend a Sunday.




Oh yeah, and we got to add one more inanimate object to the list of things getting the kisses Brandon and I so desperately want.




3 Responses to “Seeing red”

  1. 1 Carolyn
    May 6, 2009 at 7:59 pm

    LOL … so how did you know to dress Aubrey in red? Adorable!

  2. June 29, 2010 at 10:50 am

    Looks like a fun party, great to see all the red hats! Next time invite me!

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