I usually like to claim that I'm neither competitive nor a perfectionist. I didn't get a 4.0 in college and I'm not trying to lift the most at the gym. But, I actually am a perfectionist and I'm also (slightly) competitive. Two good things that are sometimes bad, but I've accepted them.
For instance, mom's birthday party: I wanted to create a cute chalkboard menu. I own a small square chalkboard and love all the chalk art that is popular (maybe even passe?) now. Instead of writing the menu down with school chalk and being done with it this is what I chose to do.
I had to make a new chalkboard out of an old frame. I had to get a ruler out. I had to use pencil sized chalk for precision (I am not skilled enough with the thicker, traditional chalk). I had to look at Pinterest, find the best menu I could and then attempt to outdo it. I had to do it at the last minute. But you know what? I love how it turned out.
They say it takes all kinds, right? ;)
Another aspect of the party that I was in charge of were the flowers. Since mom is a baby boomer I went with daisies, after all- she is part of the flower power generation ;) I love that she already had the big, classic mason jars.
Mom's friend who planned most of the celebration (thank you, Laura!) asked if I would put together the flatware. Mom purchased a sailboat earlier in the year so this idea only seemed fitting. Now my car smells like lifesaver mints (that's not a complaint!).
Mom loved her party and that is the most important thing. I sure love her and am grateful to be her daughter.