Last week I attended a conference. It was my very first blogging conference and, to be honest, it was a little overwhelming. Being surrounded by hundreds of strangers in a city I’d never visited hours away from the responsibilities of home sounded heavenly when I booked my hotel and scheduled my flight in between diaper changes and loads of laundry, but the reality of it all — the crowds, the noise, the sprawling hotel in which it was held — left me feeling a bit like a wallflower.
I arrived on Thursday morning and by Friday afternoon, spending an evening in my pajamas in the privacy of my hotel room sounded pretty enticing. Before pulling on my stretchy pants, I decided to take a peek at the schedule just in case and I’m glad I did because that’s when I realized that Friday night was the night of The Lorax Party. I’d received the invite a few days prior and because Dr. Seuss is one of my son’s favorite authors, naturally, I had to win cool points with him by letting him know that while I was out of town I’d be attending a party in his honor.
I couldn’t let Anders down on the one thing we had shared excitement over, so I pulled on my sparkly flats and joined in the celebration. Right away the ambience of the room put me at ease. The day’s bright overhead lights were replaced by the dim glow of colored lanterns strung about the room. There were brilliantly colored floral arrangements on every table with sliced oranges in the vases for an added pop of color. (Genius idea, by the way! I can’t wait to try this the next time I host a party.)
Truffula trees lined the room and on the tables were seed cards for the attendees to bring home to plant a tree. The atmosphere was much more relaxed than the hustle of the daytime. When I glanced around the room I saw women wearing funny mustaches a la The Lorax, many were sipping on tasty cocktails while chatting, and others were taking pictures in the party’s photo booth with friends. It was at this party that I began to relax, surrounded by decorations from a book (and soon to be film) my son adores. Who could be anything but happy at a party in celebration of a silly soul like Dr. Seuss and a much-anticipated film like The Lorax?
On my way out I picked up several seed cards and I can’t wait to plant them with Anders when it warms up in the coming weeks. I have already shown them to him and he’s so excited to grow his very own truffula tree. While we wait on the weather, we’ll get in the spirit by watching The Lorax in theaters later this week.