Well, the party went...fairly well.
It was interesting to say the least.
Like an idiot, I decided to do a three tiered cake. Keep in mind I have never made a cake for people to actually see in my entire life. The middle one took FOREVER to cook, so when I checked it for the last time (with a spaghetti noodle because I am never prepared) it broke off in there...who will be the lucky winner?? Only kidding, I ended up finding it once the stinking side of the cake fell off because it stuck to the pan... It was also as dry as a crouton.
I bought sky blue coloring for the icing since that is where the care bears hang out...in the sky. However, once I mixed the butter shortening, and the butter, the icing was green. Apparently yellow butter +blue coloring = green icing. So, it was more like the care bears hanging out in the swamp. Oh, and I didn't have enough icing for all three cakes so I made a split second decision to stack them, then ice them...aka half of all the cakes (with the exception of the smallest one) were only half iced. I won't even go into detail about what a disaster it was when I tried to ice them and keep them from being destroyed. All I have to say is thank GOD my mom used to decorate cakes for a living because I called her the instant things were going awry!!!
I was able to make one large rainbow tissue ball, two little ones, and some mediocre puff things that I came up with to make it look like I spent a lot of time decorating, instead of fiddling with the damn cake for so long. Then I noticed that I didn't get a happy birthday sign!!! I have to give credit to one of my good gal pals for picking one up for me. I also noticed that I didn't get enough plates and cups!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!!
So I make an emergency call to my sister to stop for me. She just happened to be driving by a party store, yay!!! Then I got a phone call from my friend saying she was on the way...OH CRAP, ALREADY!!! I hurried up and grabbed all of the trash off the counter and threw it in the laundry room, made the punch (rainbow sherbert, 7up, and V8 fruit medley), and got the tableware ready!!!
Soon everyone started showing up. It was kind of awkward because I have never thrown a birthday party before. I have to admit, I kept asking one of my good friends what I was supposed to do next. After walking around like someone without a clue, I was told to start the presents. My daughter didn't get the concept just yet, and continued to play with balloons instead of open them. She loved all of her toys from all of her great friends.
Next was the ever popular 'happy birthday' song. I wasn't sure how she was going to react to a crowd of people staring at her singing. She took it better than expected!! She clapped and laughed the entire time...I have a feeling she will be quite the ham someday. A social butterfly to say the least. She had an absolute blast and it made all of the crazy moments I had that day worth it.
A year ago today is when we brought her home from the hospital. It was a beautiful day. I was swollen like a water buffalo from head to toe, my blood pressure was extremely high, and I started my journey into postpartum depression. I have come a long way. I went for two months struggling to bond with her, to having a bond so strong it can't be broken. She absolutely is the most amazing person I have ever met and I love her to the very core of my soul.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Hindsight
What the crap was I thinking?? This planning birthday parties is for the birds!! I decided on a care bear theme since she is going to be one and she can't really make that decision just yet, and it is next to impossible to find anything care bear out there. Just like always with me, I am a year or two behind on what is 'cool'. I found the most darling cake that I am going to attempt to make her. It is adorable in the picture...I am sure it will be a complete disaster after I get done with it though:)
Last time I attempted to bake a cake it was nice and pretty in the oven, and when I went to make sure it was done (with a spaghetti noodle) it completely collapsed right in front of my eyes. It was kind of interesting to eat a hollow cake...I don't know where the middle went, it was just a crusty outer layer. So I bought the Betty Crocker confetti mix to go with the whole care bear rainbow thing. I swear if that damn thing falls I will stuff the thing with loads of icing!
For her birthday we bought her a convertible car seat...that thing was $160!!! She also has Fred Flintsone feet so I took her to Stride Rite and get her feet measured. I looked at the 5 pairs they had to choose from at 40 bucks a pop and decided I would take a gander at ebay when I got home. I want her to have new shoes and I thought I would get a better deal off the internet. I was wrong, I ended up saving maybe 5 dollars on the two pairs I have gotten her so far. But, then I paid that much in shipping, so really I saved not a dime. Ah well...
I have been doing the most bizarre things lately too! The other day I was watching that show unwrapped where they show you how to make different food items, and they were going to show how to make fruity pebbles. I got distracted and was not able to watch that part... believe it or not, I was actually really interested. So when I asked my boyfriend how they made it, I could not physically get the words to come out of my mouth right!! I NEVER have problems pronouncing words like some people (like the ones who say suposebly!!! pet peeve by the way)! I kept talking gibberish. I kept saying poodle froodles or something crazy. Then when I went to put the stamps on the invitations, I put them on the wrong side!!! I must be losing my mind!! Stress is a bully I say!!
Please lord don't let my cake do this:
Last time I attempted to bake a cake it was nice and pretty in the oven, and when I went to make sure it was done (with a spaghetti noodle) it completely collapsed right in front of my eyes. It was kind of interesting to eat a hollow cake...I don't know where the middle went, it was just a crusty outer layer. So I bought the Betty Crocker confetti mix to go with the whole care bear rainbow thing. I swear if that damn thing falls I will stuff the thing with loads of icing!
For her birthday we bought her a convertible car seat...that thing was $160!!! She also has Fred Flintsone feet so I took her to Stride Rite and get her feet measured. I looked at the 5 pairs they had to choose from at 40 bucks a pop and decided I would take a gander at ebay when I got home. I want her to have new shoes and I thought I would get a better deal off the internet. I was wrong, I ended up saving maybe 5 dollars on the two pairs I have gotten her so far. But, then I paid that much in shipping, so really I saved not a dime. Ah well...
I have been doing the most bizarre things lately too! The other day I was watching that show unwrapped where they show you how to make different food items, and they were going to show how to make fruity pebbles. I got distracted and was not able to watch that part... believe it or not, I was actually really interested. So when I asked my boyfriend how they made it, I could not physically get the words to come out of my mouth right!! I NEVER have problems pronouncing words like some people (like the ones who say suposebly!!! pet peeve by the way)! I kept talking gibberish. I kept saying poodle froodles or something crazy. Then when I went to put the stamps on the invitations, I put them on the wrong side!!! I must be losing my mind!! Stress is a bully I say!!
Please lord don't let my cake do this:
Monday, October 3, 2011
Jury (Doody)
Is it just me, or do the viagra commercials crack everyone up. Here we have this nice looking older man, with a manly song playing in the background then boom, "do you suffer from erectile dysfunction"? They like to play that one quite a bit on the History channel. They time it just right too, as soon as someone is in the room that it is uncomfortable to watch with. Kind of like a nude scene with your parents in the room. Always a classic.
So today I served my country by being summoned for jury duty. I imagined it being a giant waiting room where you mingle with other people until you get called. Then once I would get called it would be such an awesome experience that I would never forget... It was literally the most boring day that I ever lived so far. I got there early of course because I get every where early. I checked in and looked around these rows and rows of what looked like church pews and found the perfect spot on the far right of the room. I chose to sit at the very end of one of the pews. Pretty soon they all fill up and I notice that I am surrounded by men!! Not a woman to chat with anywhere near me!! What the crap!!
I thought about striking up a conversation with one of the men, but they didn't seem like they were the chatty type. One guy behind me almost got the fist because he was one of those people who couldn't sit still for more than a minute. He was either tapping is foot, or playing the air drums...I mean come on man!! So I decided to just sit there and get out the book that I brought. It was the most boring book I have ever tried to read. Pretty soon I am sitting there, eyes crossing from sheer boredom, starving because I was too excited to eat breakfast, praying for time to speed up so I could get the hell out of there and go to lunch, or get called to a case to begin my excitement.
Lunch came and went, and I have to admit it took everything I had to go back into that stinking, boring, no toilet paper in the bathroom room. I prayed and prayed to be called to a case to no avail!! I found myself secretly resenting everyone who was getting called. After the guy beside me got called I seriously thought about kicking up my feet and taking a little nap, if I wasn't afraid someone would find me drooling or snoring I may have done so.
They never did call me. I sat there from 7:30 to 3:30. By the time they called my name on the 'we don't need you list' I was barely conscious from the monotony of sheer boredom. So I handed in my juror badge and my belief that jury duty would be cool. However, I did get an offer that I refused, one of the other jurors that I didn't even meet in there tried to get me to take a ride with him on his motor scooter...Uh, no thank you!!!
So today I served my country by being summoned for jury duty. I imagined it being a giant waiting room where you mingle with other people until you get called. Then once I would get called it would be such an awesome experience that I would never forget... It was literally the most boring day that I ever lived so far. I got there early of course because I get every where early. I checked in and looked around these rows and rows of what looked like church pews and found the perfect spot on the far right of the room. I chose to sit at the very end of one of the pews. Pretty soon they all fill up and I notice that I am surrounded by men!! Not a woman to chat with anywhere near me!! What the crap!!
I thought about striking up a conversation with one of the men, but they didn't seem like they were the chatty type. One guy behind me almost got the fist because he was one of those people who couldn't sit still for more than a minute. He was either tapping is foot, or playing the air drums...I mean come on man!! So I decided to just sit there and get out the book that I brought. It was the most boring book I have ever tried to read. Pretty soon I am sitting there, eyes crossing from sheer boredom, starving because I was too excited to eat breakfast, praying for time to speed up so I could get the hell out of there and go to lunch, or get called to a case to begin my excitement.
Lunch came and went, and I have to admit it took everything I had to go back into that stinking, boring, no toilet paper in the bathroom room. I prayed and prayed to be called to a case to no avail!! I found myself secretly resenting everyone who was getting called. After the guy beside me got called I seriously thought about kicking up my feet and taking a little nap, if I wasn't afraid someone would find me drooling or snoring I may have done so.
They never did call me. I sat there from 7:30 to 3:30. By the time they called my name on the 'we don't need you list' I was barely conscious from the monotony of sheer boredom. So I handed in my juror badge and my belief that jury duty would be cool. However, I did get an offer that I refused, one of the other jurors that I didn't even meet in there tried to get me to take a ride with him on his motor scooter...Uh, no thank you!!!
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