Friday night I was up very late working on getting the house cleaned and all the party crafts finished for the party I was hosting on Saturday. Before heading to bed I thought about how similar my situation must be to all the lovely people out there that enjoy parties as much as I do. There is certainly a bit of a love hate relationship with all the prep and projects. Sometimes there is a sense of dread and pride all wrapped up into one confusing ball as well. I thought about posting some thoughts about the night before a party. Then, suddenly the poem, “Twas the Night Before Christmas” popped into my head. I couldn’t shake it. So, out came a poem title “Twas the Night Before a Party.” I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I’d love to know what you think and what YOU go through on the night before a party!