The Birchfield Family | Aullwood Garden | Vandalia, Ohio

How touching to be in someone’s life so long, you have the chance to read the chapters of their life as they happen. Nicole is one of my oldest chums. She would give me the shirt off of her back if I needed it. Having been through young adulthood together, it is a pleasure to see how my friend has grown and morphed into a wife and, recently, a mother. I had the privilege of photographing Nicole with her husband Grant and their first child, Grayson. I absolutely adored capturing Grayson’s sweet personality, especially his smile. I hope it’s contagious.







Jayne in the Wild | Hills + Dales | Dayton, Ohio

There are people that you meet that can only be described as a force of nature. When I met Jayne half a year ago, I had no idea our co-working relationship would bloom into the cherished friendship that it is. Last month, Jayne married the love of her life, Trey, and they are hoping to start a family early next year. I wanted to capture Jayne’s spirit in her favorite setting before motherhood takes her life by storm. Thank you, Jayne, for bringing such joy into my life and into the lives of others. You’ll be a great mama.








Lea & Matt {Blush & Gold Rustic Elegance Wedding at The Willow Tree, Tipp City Ohio}

I was so lucky to participate in my good friends, Matt and Lea’s wedding celebration! The bride decorated the reception with beautiful pink and gold notes and the groom built the dessert and drink bars himself! I couldn’t be more proud of them for putting on one beautiful party.

This is the photographer, Chloe Luka’s post from the day.

Chloe Luka Photography


From Lea, the Bride: “We met in France in October of 2010. Through years of Skype calls and plane flights, we have developed appreciation for both French and American cultures. We’re incorporating both languages into our wedding. For example, our menu as well as party favors are in french. Our inspiration for the decor is a classy/vintage look that incorporates both of our styles and likes. Through research and many hours of hard work (mostly by Lea 🙂 our vision will come to life using the barn at the Willow Tree as the back drop, and adding elegance to this rustic scene.”

I really cannot say enough about this sweet couple. First of all, Matt plays for Hawthorne Heights. How cool is that?! And he met Lea when they were on tour in France, where she is from. Again, how cool is THAT?! Their day was stunning. Lea has a beautiful, creative style…

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Welcome back, party goers!

Why, hello there party people! You may be wondering, what is going on around here? You probably aren’t but, for the sake of starting anew (and don’t forget the hint of drama) I welcome you to A Quiet Joy | Official Blog for Punch : Party Planning. This was once a lonely blog filled with musings on local lifestyle. However, I, Molly (owner and coordinator of Punch) have decided to use this wonderful space for the purposes of showcasing our planning portfolio and local party resources (can’t leave out the local businesses!)

Originally, when I started this blog, I wanted to share with my friends and neighbors all the wonders the vast community where we live and work (and beyond) has to offer. In the last several years, shopping and doing business locally has become important to many of us and I had hoped to share my love of all things aesthetic with a public that shares my sentiments. However, the few posts that were published didn’t particularly have a direction or theme. There had to be a way to use the knowledge and vivacity I have for a greater good. And so, a small, independent party planning business was born.

When I decided to try something completely new for me, it didn’t seem as far fetched as a new career might. For my entire adult life, I have LOVED all things entertaining. Recipes, drinks, decorations, the kind of service you tell everyone you know about…these are what get me excited about life and the future. Of the many things that give joy to humankind, celebrations are near the top of the list. Whether it be a small gathering of close friends or a shindig the size of your whole family, it is that sense of togetherness that warms the heart. To relax with a bottle of wine and good conversation. To laugh about old stories while making new ones. To have the first or last dance. These are the moments that I think matter the most. (Think about it. There is a party for nearly every large moment in a person’s life.)

Over the last several years, both personally and professionally, it has become my pleasure to give people a moment or two that they will remember for a long time after the music ends. The kind of service that hails back to the days when life wasn’t so rushed and you could call on your friends and bring them a loaf of fresh baked bread or a beer from the local brewery without worrying about your next appointment. That is our mission. To provide not only the tools to put on the best party possible. But also to provide a type of service that in some parts of the world might already be extinct.

I hope that you enjoy this journey with me. And I can’t wait for our next get together.

Julia Child said it best “…the waiters carried themselves with a quiet joy, as if their entire mission in life was to make their customers feel comfortable and well tended.”

I like your style, Julia.


Two thousand and fifteen

Its New Years Eve and I know I’m ready to party down. At my home. With my cat. And a glass of wine.

That is how I know I’m a grown up. For so long I’ve always loved New Years Eve. Around December 15th I begin to make my plans and in my head. I will host a Great Gatsby party, filled with laughter, dancing, and champagne coming out of my ears. However, my ideas never come to fruition and I’m left cold in a party dress in a skanky bar with people I don’t like blowing on noisemakers next to my glittery face. What a shame. So for the first time in my 28 years, I’m deciding to lay low. Deep frying a pork loin and drinking 2 drinks before passing out with Roseanne playing on the television. I. Can’t. Wait.

Unfortunately, this has been a glass-half-empty kind of year for yours truly. Apparently, I do not handle change as well as I thought. Plus, I’m notorious for being hard on myself (and others). Relationship woes, career changes, health issues – they have all made 2014 a little rough. But I am documenting today, sitting in my chair, with a Starbucks skinny peppermint mocha in hand and a tiny bit of sunshine coming through my window, that I intend to have a BANGING 2015. You hear me powers that be?? You better listen up! This next year doesn’t stand a chance.

Without further ado, Molly’s New Years Resolutions :

1. Health it up. I haven’t exercised nor eaten right in months and months and months. I feel terrible all of the time. I’m no longer working on my feet and therefore must put in EXTRA effort to keep my body and mind in shape. Looking forward to all the sweating I’m about to do.

2. Develop one hobby. It doesn’t have to be great. I could work on this bloggy some more. Or maybe write some poetry. Or start taking photos again. I haven’t done THAT in ages.

3. This sort of applies to numero dos. Start cooking again. Don’t let your tiny kitchen hold you back. You made H lamb chops and mussels for Valentine’s Day a few years ago. If you could prepare that shiz, you can do anything.

4. Have more sex. This one is a no-brainer.

OK! I’M SO MOTIVATED! Now, let’s see how I do.



I think she’s waking up.

Whew. That was a close one! I nearly GAVE UP on this thing. I’ve been known to give up on personal projects in the past, it may be a millennial thing, but I refuse to let this bloggy go. It still needs me. And I, it. So here we go again!

It’s December! It’s actually only one day before Christmas. And boy-howdy am I in the holiday spirit.

Before I shower you with words of joy and love and sales, I should probably tell you… I pretty much hate Christmas. I have for about 10 years. Scrooge I am not, friends. It has been a slow descent. And like most things in my life, I attribute this feeling to my many years in the restaurant industry. The holidays are meant for office parties and the only office that does not get a party, is a restaurant. Servers and bartenders are the ones in charge of getting Phyllis drunk and making sure she doesn’t fall off the cheesy Santa tablecloth into Doug the intern. It might sound like an easy gig, it’s not rocket science of course, but it has its pitfalls. After so many years, I wanted to hang out with my friends and family. Everyone in my generation is starting to make babies and have families and I only have so much time before the people I love start to fade away, physically and not. That was a large part of my decision to move onto another profession.

Now that I’m working like a regular Joe (and so far, not loving it), the holidays can be a part of my life like they never have before. I am about to have four days off in a row. It ain’t like I get a vacation or anything, but that’s some real time off people. My high school friends are in town, my family gets to see me, I can drink as much nog as I want without having that looming feeling that I have to goright back to work without even a full day to play with my new toys. Yuletide is doing something to me.

So with that being said, I plan to not Grinch up my family’s parties and actually enjoy myself. Why not, right?

BRB, in 2015!


The mountains just aren’t close enough.

What? Molly’s going to discuss music or food or drinking again? No ha-way.

Yes way! What the hell else is there to talk about? Come on.

Its Thursday and because I have yet to really perfect any sort of method to my posting madness, I will take this opportunity to write about the upcoming weekend. Last week I wrote about the weekend, AFTER the fact. This time I thought I’d give you a heads up instead of making you feel bad for all the cool, hip things you missed. Ha, you losers.

So anyway, here’s what you should do.

Dayton Restaurant Week. You still have two more evenings of three-course bliss. Drink a fancy drink for me.

Check out the brand new Lucky Star Brewery a little south of town. Their grand opening is tomorrow, Friday the 1st of August (Summer, don’t goooooo). Hopefully I can make it down there since I’ve mentioned wanting to try all the local beers. If I get held up, let me know how it is!

First Friday – The first Friday of every month, downtown Dayton hosts an art-hop. Restaurants are open, art galleries showcase something special, people walk around…actually people I have no idea. I’ve always worked in restaurants so to be perfectly honest, I don’t have a clue about First Fridays. I’m really bringing this up because along with everything going on downtown, Pickin’ in the Park will be hosted at Riverscape Metro Park! Tomorrow night’s entertainment will feature the music of Whiskey Bent Valley and Woody Pines. There are food trucks scheduled to park around the festivities as well, go on and get you some! (Just you wait for the food truck post. It’s gonna be delicious.)

The main point of this post wasn’t to dully list what there is to do this Friday and Saturday. In fact, I wanted to discuss what I like to discuss the most…music. Its been a rather Country-Western filled summer in 2014. H and I attended the Buckle Up Music Festival in Cincinnati a few weeks back. There, we watched Alison Krauss, Emmylou Harris, and Old Crow Medicine Show KILL it. I’ve never been a huge country music fan. H is one and I love him so I’m trying my best to understand where that fondness of the genre comes from (P.S. If its a country song under 40 years old, I probably hate it).

I’m not sure if any of you are familiar with the iPhone app SongKick. If you’re not, you’re doing yourself a disservice. SongKick scans the library on your phone and alerts you when an artist in your library is playing a concert near you! BRILLIANT! I don’t frequently remember to check my alerts however last Saturday, I happened to be browsing what was in town for the next few months and lo and behold, the immortal Ralph Stanley was scheduled to play at one of the local FOE halls the next afternoon.

Are you fucking KIDDING me!?

For 3 hours, with only 300 others, we stood in awe of one of the greatest bluegrass legends of all time. He’s an old dude, 87, but his voice was haunting and perfect. It was one of the most memorable and exciting shows I’ve ever been to. You should have seen the old biddies dancing their pants off. With bluegrass on my mind, I wanted to send you, non-bluegrass music listeners, on an old timey journey.

My father is a HUGE country music lover. (He loves it all, but I have distinct memories of sitting in his white Ford pick-up, with Conway Twitty on the radio.) When I was 16 and loved heavy metal (my boyfriend was in a metal band, whadja expect?) my dad would make me listen to bluegrass and old time records and I despised it. I should have been listening more closely.

If you’re not a die-hard fan like I’ve become, here are some classics that just might convert you:




That’s some classic bluegrass right there!

Hope you see you tomorrow evening watching the locals pick away! If not, what are your plans for the weekend?