Tenten's New Year Party
Who: Tenten, Asuma, Neji, Shino, Shisui, and whoever else wants to show up. Her door's open, folks!
Where: Tenten's humble abode
When: February 14, 2010, at 7:00 PM
What: Welcoming in the Year of the Tiger.
Tenten stepped back and admired her handiwork, grinning broadly as she settled her hands on her hips. It looked good. Her little apartment looked good, and festive, and best of all, clean. Well, it should, she supposed. She'd spent all of nin'ya'baat, the days before the New Year, cleaning thouroughly. That had truly been hell. Probably the last day her apartment had seen serious cleaning was the previous nin'ya'baat.
Now, though, everything was clean, and all of the decorations were set up carefully. Though she didn't put very much faith in feng shui, and thus wouldn't be decorating strictly according to that (and thank God, because it seemed like a truly tedious process), she had still spent a good deal of time making sure that everything looked nice and that the food was arranged well and every other little detail.
On one wall was a duilian, a Chinese couplet for happiness and hope in the New Year. The other walls held two wall-hangings and a few paper-cuttings. The paper-cuttings she had made herself, and quite happily; the making of them was one of the few ways in China that a respectable woman would ever be caught using a knife, so she'd always taken a liking to crafting them. Also hung were a few Chinese knots. On the tables, between the foods, had been placed two flower arrangements. Lighting the room were three kinds of paper lanterns.
The various surfaces had been laden with many different kinds of food; roasted duck, fish, platters of rice, Jau gok, Bhudda's Delight, oranges and tangerines, longevity noodles, and Nian gao. In the middle of the largest table was the togetherness platter, something those with a sweet tooth might appreciate. All of those things she had bought, having very little skill for cooking herself. The only food she'd made were the mooncakes, one of the few things that she could actually cook. She took a bite out of one and grinned. They weren't generally served except at the mid-autumn festival, but she just couldn't resist making and eating them.
Outside, on the porch, there were three varieties of firecrackers, as well as some sparklers and smaller fireworks for anyone to set off. Possibly not a wise move, seeing as most of the beverages she was serving were alcoholic, but she didn't really care. Tenten grinned brightly, straightened her cheongsam, and turned on the music. She was ready. Hopefully.
((Phew. Enjoy!))
Where: Tenten's humble abode
When: February 14, 2010, at 7:00 PM
What: Welcoming in the Year of the Tiger.
Tenten stepped back and admired her handiwork, grinning broadly as she settled her hands on her hips. It looked good. Her little apartment looked good, and festive, and best of all, clean. Well, it should, she supposed. She'd spent all of nin'ya'baat, the days before the New Year, cleaning thouroughly. That had truly been hell. Probably the last day her apartment had seen serious cleaning was the previous nin'ya'baat.
Now, though, everything was clean, and all of the decorations were set up carefully. Though she didn't put very much faith in feng shui, and thus wouldn't be decorating strictly according to that (and thank God, because it seemed like a truly tedious process), she had still spent a good deal of time making sure that everything looked nice and that the food was arranged well and every other little detail.
On one wall was a duilian, a Chinese couplet for happiness and hope in the New Year. The other walls held two wall-hangings and a few paper-cuttings. The paper-cuttings she had made herself, and quite happily; the making of them was one of the few ways in China that a respectable woman would ever be caught using a knife, so she'd always taken a liking to crafting them. Also hung were a few Chinese knots. On the tables, between the foods, had been placed two flower arrangements. Lighting the room were three kinds of paper lanterns.
The various surfaces had been laden with many different kinds of food; roasted duck, fish, platters of rice, Jau gok, Bhudda's Delight, oranges and tangerines, longevity noodles, and Nian gao. In the middle of the largest table was the togetherness platter, something those with a sweet tooth might appreciate. All of those things she had bought, having very little skill for cooking herself. The only food she'd made were the mooncakes, one of the few things that she could actually cook. She took a bite out of one and grinned. They weren't generally served except at the mid-autumn festival, but she just couldn't resist making and eating them.
Outside, on the porch, there were three varieties of firecrackers, as well as some sparklers and smaller fireworks for anyone to set off. Possibly not a wise move, seeing as most of the beverages she was serving were alcoholic, but she didn't really care. Tenten grinned brightly, straightened her cheongsam, and turned on the music. She was ready. Hopefully.
((Phew. Enjoy!))