You know, the main tragedy of the Titanic sinking wasn't
really the loss of life so much as the untidy disarray of the deck
chairs. I can assure you, dear reader, that had I been on that ship,
those chairs would have been in straight lines, arranged by color.
Yessiree.
Since we had a gazillion people coming over for Lily's party on Sunday,
I figured I ought to clean. And since the bulk of the activities would
be in the dining room, I figured I ought to clean there first. But
that table...so ugly. Sure, we could just throw the party cloth over
it, who'd know? But I've been meaning to paint it forever, I had the
stencils ready to go....So I put down the swiffer and headed off to the
craft store for brushes and stencil paint. So I spent all day Friday
painting the table yellow. And all Friday night stencilling on a
Scandinavian design (ordered from Ingebretsen's
in Minnesota! Your source for all things Norse!) then Saturday, I had
to apply the varnish, several coats. Between coats, I'd tidy, hauling
down the cobwebs, scraping up the macaroni and cheese fossils. Slowly,
I started remembering things--make the cake. come up with a craft and
games. Clean other rooms of the house. Hm. Frankly, I'm surprised I
didn't need a nap.
So off to AC Moore to get a bigger cake pan and some sort of crafty
thing (door knob hangers. I thought, "Who'd want one of these stupid
things?" Turns out, all of them.) I made the cake and put its crumb
coat on and got it into the fridge. Barely. I drew a pony for pin the
tail on the pony and decided that was enough games for any child.
Sunday--AUGH! PANIC! Throw table cloth over table to keep kids off of
it (shut UP!). Frantic cleaning and mopping. Steve scours the
downstairs bath b/c...well, ew. Lily comes in, "Why don't we decorate
now?" decorate? Screeching halt. Take an hour to string ribbons all
over the place in the dining room. It's 12?!? Frost giant pony cake.
Guests start arriving. Ack! I haven't put out the food! Slap food
out run around like a nut, get kids working on craft, serve cake, play
game, say good bye, collapse. Hot dogs and cheese curls for dinner.
STeve says it came off well. I have no idea.
The birthday girl:
The full birthday album, starting with pics from her actual birthday-- birthday pics
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4 comments:
You forgot the yelling. There was yelling.
Oh, right. MUCH yelling. Punctuated by the evil bird. Any sort of excitement sets him off, so the louder the kids, the louder and more frequent the bird. It's just delightful really, and I have no idea why I need to be medicated.
The table is truly a thing of wonder, but I can't help remembering the agony you were in about 7 years ago picking out the damn thing. Also, a few questions about the pics:
1. What the hell is that bubble gum machine looking thing with cheerios in it?
2. last time i saw Lily she had a Cheeto-stashe--surely you've bathed her since then?
3. Do I recognize the dress she had on at the party (and Annika's (think thats her, right?), too?) And, come to think of it I was looking for that damn table cloth a few weeks ago too! Geez, it was like my ghost was there with you
4. Lily looks like you the most outta all of em. And a Virgo to boot.
1.Google "Zevro countertop dispenser"--you know you want them.
2. Actually, I BATHE her in cheedle.
3. I stole from you for years. And now, apparently, Stacey is stealing from ME. Be glad you got out when you did.
4. Thanks!
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