We simply had the drinks.
And it rained. It rained all day, and even when it finally subsided and I wiped down all the outside furniture, it decided it wanted to rain even more. It needed to be an indoor party, which it was, with gifts for Pammy and a dog who was overwhelmed by the crowd of people. Next year I should charge admission, so that if my horse doesn't win, I still come out a winner in the end.
I have to give a special shout-out to Sharon, though, because she had the foresight to make the syrup for the Juleps. I forgot, and didn't really want them anyway, but they ended up being a huge hit, even though my bourbon supply was drained.
So, it wasn't bad for a spur-of-the-moment, intimate birthday party for Pam with just a couple of people and I'm sort of glad I didn't open up the house to the masses like last year (with all the rain, it would have become real ugly fast).
Yep. Another Derby is over. Fastest 2 minutes of the year, with another 365 days to go.