23 February 2010

The week was bookended by birthdays.

Last weekend, the Valentine baby quietly and without fuss turned sixteen ...

sixteen candles

... followed five days later by the youngest child turning eleven and celebrating with a bowling party. We took nine boys to the local bowling alley for some fun with the pins, then brought them all back here for party pies, watermelon and birthday cake. The birthday boy pronounced it an 'excellent' day and the whole thing ended up far easier than I'd been imagining.

nine boys a-bowling

I had been stressed because two days of work immediately prior to the party had meant I'd done absolutely no preparation beyond sending out the invitations and booking two bowling lanes, but I rose at some ungodly hour on the day itself and managed to bake the cake, tidy the house and direct the laying out of all the food before the hordes arrived. (I did have to ice the cake after the first guests had turned up [early!] and totally botched the first batch, so under the watchful eye of a mother far more experienced in culinary matters than I, made a second batch and successfully smothered the cake with chocolate icing and then strawberries).

Oh. Here's a little tip if you find yourself stressing that you don't have enough time to finish everything: get some extra adrenalin into your system by ensuring that an enormous black spider leaps out of your towel and runs up your shoulder as you step from your morning shower. Works wonders at quickening the blood, believe me.

23 comments:

Stacey said...

Well, yes, it would.
I hope you don't mind if I stick to caffiene though.

the nest said...

Happy Birthday Regards to the Mother! The colors in the bowling photo are great! The spider talk sent a shiver up my spine! ugh.

Stomper Girl said...

I said rude words just imagining the spider and the towel thing, and like Stacey would MUCH prefer coffee as morning heart-starter.

I am usually running to such a tight schedule on party mornings that early-comers are slightly disastrous. You did well coping with icing disasters.

Happy birthday to your lovely first and third borns.

Susan said...

I had similar last minute dramas icing my little one's birthday cake this weekend - juggling slightly crumbly cake, breastfeeding screaming baby and trying to wrangle wild 2 year old - fun times! Maybe I should try a spider on the towel next time!

froginthepond said...

The lass' birthday doesn't come up for another four and a half months. But she doesn't trust me as far as she could throw me when it comes being organised so: she's already preparing the goodie bags, picked out some decorations and instructed me to buy any necessary party ware this weekend, thank you very much. She's turning eight.

I like the word veri because it suits me this last couple of weeks - fooke.

Frances said...

You brought back nasty memories of a similar spider encounter I had many years ago......thanks! I shall probably be thinking about it all day!! Love " The Rock" by the way.

rachel said...

Your spider got my blood quickened just by reading about it, thank you! What horrors.....

Nice cake; you did amazingly well to get all that done in one day.

Jane said...

Reminds me of the time I decorated a cake on a tight deadline and came back 20 mins later to find the cat delicately removing the icing - why? since when do cats have a sweet tooth! Had to remove top of cake and start all over again in haste - but fortunately without an audience. Could have done with some spider adrenalin boost!
Glad the birthday boy enjoyed his day.

Sarah said...

Thankfully, Lou chose a cake that didn't require icing. What a thoughtful child. She almost chose bowling, but decided to go to a sushi joint instead....they are growing up, aren't they?

Nicole said...

Ew!! Where DO those spiders come from? Have you ever had one on the inside of your car windscreen while you are driving - OMG - talk about almost crash the car stuff!!

M said...

Loving the bowling photo. Shuddering at the thought of the spider. Yikes.

Badger said...

You know, I like to think I'm pretty butch when it comes to creepy crawlies but spiders are just WRONG IN SO MANY WAYS. They get me every time. Auugh!

Happy birthdays to your boys! Sixteen, my goodness. That's the driving age here. Scares me to death.

Donna said...

The cake looks lovely, the spider story is one of the most horrifying images ever 8-)

Elizabeth said...

It's a beautiful cake.
My goodness, I never could have left the icing 'til the last minute! You are brave.

Moral of story? Always shake out your towel first. Shudder.

zephyr said...

i'm convinced:
the world would end if it weren't for moms. You all amaze me.
Love that photo from the bowling alley.
Hope you slept well after all that!

eurolush said...

The large-spider-on-the-towel- jumping-on-you-after-your-shower thing? Nicht gut.

Happiest of birthdays to your birthday boys.

PS-My eldest is about to turn 15. Which to me, is just plain crazy. How can I be the mother of a 15 year old? Impossible.

kathe said...

A spider can age a girl way faster than the most rambunctious of boys! Sounds so fun, except for the spider part.

The Awakened Heart said...

Urgh! *SHUDDER* I would literally have expired on the spot. Well done on the Birthday Mamma experience though - the thought of handling (and feeding) lots of children also makes me shudder but that was a great idea. I'll tuck it away for when the little one is old enough to hold a bowling ball!

victoria said...

I love a good glowing birthday cake photo.

Molly said...

It might not quicken the blood so much as freeze it in the veins. Not taking chances, as I still have a lot to learn before I kick the bucket! I'll stick with coffee too, thank you. Oh, and a helping of b'day cake....lots of frosting and strawberries on my piece please!

peppermintpatcher said...

I prefer my excitement to be spider-less thank you.

Hope your birthday boys have had a great week.

PS I'm fairly certain that teenaged boys do not notice botched cakes. They barely chew as they eat them!

daintee said...

That cake looks divine! Great snap!

Angel Jem said...

Worse if the spider talks, though.