January 10th, 2008: The birthday boy

Birthday cake doesn't get eaten in my house. There. I said it. I spend a lot of time making cakes (I made great ones when the kids were smaller with all kinds of candies and shapes, no one asks for them any more boohoo). Now I make the cake, we all have a piece then and the rest goes forgotten until I throw it all out.
So, Jody asked for cupcakes for his bday. Here he is blowing out the candles. We usually use number candles, but in 15yrs of birthdays, the "3" seems to have gone missing. I thought I picked out plain ole boring candles (for emergencies such as numbers missing).


It turns out...they were "magic" candles which continuosly re-light themselves and put a ton of smoke in the room. Look at the smoke - do not look at the desk I am trying to organize while trying to get tax stuff together. Or the curtains I haven't finished altering so they look right. Or the laundry on the loveseat.
The Birthday Boy.