My mom never celebrates herself. So we knew she would need a little help accepting the idea of having a party thrown in her honor. Another thing about my mom is she always wants to help--with everything--including her own 50th birthday party. But I got tons of help from aunts and friends and other family so she was doing as little as she could stand.
We had a smashing celebration complete with a live band (my brother is so talented), all you can eat soft-serve icecream sundaes, pom-pom decorations (thank you, Martha), and a million people who also wanted to celebrate my mom.
What more could you want?
Well, my mom wanted a cause--a reason (other than herself) to have a party. She decided to use her birthday as a way to educate her family and friends about cystic fibrosis. This serious condition has effected some very close family friends, and she wanted to help raise money to fund research. So in adition to the smashing celebration, we had pamphlets about cystic fibrosis, a giving basket where people could donate money to the cause, and we had a very special guest (a darling baby with cystic fibrosis).