So I didn't die and no one got salmonella, so I guess I did okay.
Tuesday I don't have class until one, but I work an early job. So I got off work at ten and set to cooking.
I had promised Elb I'd make whatever she wanted, and she requested funeral potatoes and chicken. Funeral potatoes are I guess any variant of cheesy potato casseroles, so nicknamed because, well, we make them for funerals a lot out here in the west.
That morning, I made two pans of funeral potatoes and then went to class.
Came home and set about making my last pan of funeral potatoes- another kind, because I like variety.
Then on to the chicken. I bought chicken breasts and made a rub - brown sugar, paprika, onion, garlic, salt, pepper, and baked those. I had a veggie tray and grapes. Elb was bringing dessert and drinks.
And like, I was a little stressed out all day with the cooking, but at 6:15 when everything was starting to come together and the food was all set out and the table was clear and the floor was vacuumed, it was just such a satisfying feeling.
And then people started coming! I fed Elb and her friend, all my roommates, three of our friends but Kyv couldn't make it, mine and Elb's old roomie and her fiance, my older brother and Rle, and one of Elb's friends came but didn't eat and like, there were so so many people in my apartment but it was wonderful.
I really enjoy hosting, I think? Like, it was so wonderful to facilitate the joy that everybody had and to have people over and I LOVE that feeling.
Also, Elb got to meet everyone, which was fun.
And no one got salmonella, so I think I did okay.
And it was,,,so so fun.
So a dear friend who was my roommate over the summer is in town this week. We wanted to do something together, but I was wildly busy this weekend with a family wedding and everyone being in town and whatnot.
So Elb and I were able to spend some time together Thursday night, which was great, and then I decided that I'd make dinner and we'd invite some people over.
This is happening tomorrow.
And between a combination of the fact that I have No Chill the guest list is twenty people long?
See, Elb wants to meet my friends, and we're inviting some of our old roomies and some of her friends and basically the list has ended up at:
Elb, a friend of hers from home, three friends here at the uni
Me, my older brother, my best friend from home
My five current roommates
Four of our other friends (including Kyv b/c Elb is invested in this)
Two of our past roomies and one's fiance
For a grand total of twenty??
I'm going to be hosting a dinner party in my six-person, on-campus, dorm?
A few of my friends may not be able to stay long, but still??
How did I get myself into this?
Why do I like people?
Why do I feel like offering people food is the only reason to invite them over?
Also the only way to adult?
So today I have to go grocery shopping and pick up some things and tomorrow, all hell breaks loose.
Here we go.
