Aren't you going a little overboard?' I asked, picturing a day ahead of me trying to find these items in a town I didn't know.'Nonsense, darling. What's the point of a party if you don't go overboard.'I sat on the sofa watching her, admiring her. Not only was she beautiful, but she had a wonderful way of shaking off life's little problems, like water off a duck's back. Nothing seemed to upset her.