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Too Many Cakes

It’s been way to long since I have written a post. I have lots of excuses. I’ve been working too hard, I’ve been lazy, I’ve been working on my book. Take one and run with it. But My Blog Buddy at thedomesticfringe.com just keeps going and that’s inspiration for ya. Check her out if you like clothes, jewelry, kids, humor, faith and many other subjects. So here it is 2014 and already May.
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Many of you may be thinking that there is no such thing as too many birthday cakes. Well, sometimes there is. In the last two weeks we have had three birthday cakes, mostly eaten, and have two more on the planning board.
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My daughters like to make cakes, so when one person has a birthday there are generally several cakes in the house. April is a busy month though so we have had cakes around until I am sick of seeing them. And that’s a big thing for me. This past weekend, we had my youngest red-head’s birthday. She turned 8, and wanted to copy her sister and have a Harry Potter themed Sleepover. I dutifully printed out Butter-beer labels, collected twigs for a wand making activity and bought crafty things to do, ’cause you don’t ever want to leave a bunch of 8 year old girls get bored, it’s just not a pretty sight. By 5.30 PM on Saturday we were as ready as ever. Snacks were assembled and the cake that my oldest had made was in the fridge (it’s a beach cake). I even curbed my desired to clean and let the major vacuuming go until the next day when I knew we would be wading in tissue paper and crumbs. Four 8-year-olds and two 11-year-olds in one house makes for a lot of noise. Corralling them is not n easy task either, kind of like herding cats. We all checked out the Butter-beer (root bear with labels) the chocolate frogs and Bertie Botts Beans. As for the activities, well the kids took some wooden dowels instead of my carefully collected twigs, and painted them, as well as some white tee shirts which I had gotten for the party.
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Because tee shirts can only take so much glitter and paint they decided to become pixie fairy’s and used up several bottles of glitter. Some is still in my daughter’s hair.
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Several hours and two uneaten pizzas later, we had cake, and cupcakes for the ‘eggless’ kids (There were two). After unwrapping presents and making more noise, they finally settled down to watch Frozen as my two friends and I collapsed on the couch. As it turned out only one party guest spent the night, and the morning after was calm and relaxing.
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Next we will be celebrating my father’s birthday, which was last week. I don’t think there will be as much shrieking at that event. Well, probably not.

One Decade

Today marks a momentous event.  It’s the day my daughter was born, ten years ago.  Needless to say I am still having difficulty with the fact that she is 10 now.  I realized how much I am having difficulty when she came downstairs Saturday morning before her party with eye shadow and eyeliner on.  AT TEN YEARS OLD. Of course she knows she is not allowed out with make up but that doesn’t stop her from applying shiny layers of garish pink to her lips every night and carefully patting it off on little scraps of paper which she leaves thoughtfully all over her dresser.

Although today is the actual BIG day, and I should probably stock up on hair dye since I’ll be needing that in the next year or nine of tween and teen drama, we did have a small party for her on Saturday.  Having a summer birthday has always been a bit difficult since many of her friends are on vacations or at grandparent’s houses.  Fortunately three of her good friends and a younger sibling (who happens to be a playmate of my youngest) were able to come for a little party.  Since we are all still obsessed with Harry Potter, she wanted another Harry Potter party.

Last year, I was up most of the night before preparing.  I had made signs, bought candy and made chocolate frogs, prepared a sorting hat and game, and even had a little Knockturn Alley with a plastic eyeball and skull candle.  It was a fantastic party with wandmaking and lots of butterbeer (cream soda).

This year I didn’t have the energy and because my daughter was turning 10, I told her she could do most of the prep work.  The party was a smaller one, with a lot less decorating but the energy level was about the same.  That’s always a good sign.  Unfortunately it rained almost the whole day.  Fortunately it stopped a few hours before the end so we all were able to take her aunt’s suggestion of using the pool.  What a wonderful suggestion that was!  I don’t think my ears could take the noise much longer.   In spite of the rain and strange-looking ‘Hogwarts castle’ cake , The girls had a great time and I overheard my daughter telling her dad it was an “Awesome Party”.

The next day we spent recovering at my parents house and celebrating my mother’s birthday (which is also today).  I barely moved from the couch and dozed off several times.  I wondered briefly, if my own mother had felt this way on my tenth birthday.  But then I must have fallen back into a doze.

I think back to when I was ten years old, and it really doesn’t feel that long ago.  But I guess it really was.  My daughter is becoming such a young lady now.  She is her own funny, intelligent and talented person.   It’s a scary ride. I’m not sure that I like it going this fast, but I don’t think I can slow it down.  I only hope that the next ten years don’t go as fast, but I rather think they will.

My Perfect Lunch

Last Friday ended one of those dreary stressful weeks.  Well most weeks are dreary, at least from Monday to Friday, but as it rained or was cloudy every day, we were all clinging despondently to the hope of some sunshine very soon.  Friday is great because we can finally wear jeans to work, which eliminates a bunch of time looking blankly into my closet.  But, there is a downside to Friday.  Nothing for lunch.  Being tired and cranky, I grabbed a Chef Boyardee thing of my daughter’s and a banana as we literally ran out the door.  I might mention I don’t like Chef Boyardee (no offense Chef) and most bananas get ignored.  Once at work, I settled in, got my coffee and tried not to fall asleep.  The clouds continued to be a steely gray, although since I can’t see a window from my cube, I was going on the lack of any sort of brightness on the other side of the department. 

It was like our office was filled with a bunch of dementors from Harry Potter.  You know the feeling.  Well, being a Friday and happy to still be awake at noon, I decided to splurge and buy a lunch in the cafeteria.   That turned out to be the best idea of the day.  If you are imagining a delectable hot lunch , hearty beef stew, or fresh salad and soup, you are going in the wrong direction.  As diverse as I am in my culinary forays, lunch to me could not get any better than a salami sandwich on white bread with cheese, lettuce and tomato, and some chips.  I ended the day feeling refreshed and happy, and as I was leaving, the sun even peeked out from behind the clouds.  Maybe it too needed a sandwich after all that rain.