My Birthday Party
It's a week + gone, but I wanted to write about it because it was a good day.
I got up earlyish and started cutting up veggies and fruit. I had planned veggie skewers to be grilled, bruschetta for an appetizer, fruit salad for a side, as well as the hot dogs and hamburgers. My mom busied herself making a delicious mocha butter cream birthday cake.
I went upstairs to get ready at about 1pm. I wore the earrings jesnie gave me for my birthday present a few days earlier, white shorts and a blousy new shirt that was a colorful print on a black background that I got from H&M a few weeks ago but hadn't worn yet.
My family started to show up around 2pm, and my friends arrived shortly thereafter.
The bruschetta was a hit, and it might be one of the easiest things I've ever made. I added black olives since we were out of olive oil. In my head that seemed to make sense, and while it might not have added the olive oil taste, the olives were a nice addition.
The cake was also a favorite, as it always is, and everything else turned out well too. My brother Bill even put extra cheese on my hamburger since he knows I like it that way.
I got a really nice bottle of tequila from my cousin, and although I offered, it seems I was the only one interested. I had maybe 3 shots all in all, but I sipped them instead of shooting them. It made me tipsy.
We played bocce on the front lawn. At one point we created teams. The original names were "Us" and "Them". I was on team Us, and my mom and her cousin were on team Them. They started snickering at our name and said, "yup, that's right, you can be team Us..." I caught on to their joke. Both German speakers, they thought it was funny because Us sounds a lot like the word for Ass in German. I think it's spelled Ass in German, not Us, but it's pronounced, "Uhhhhhhsss" sort of. The U sounds a bit more like an A, but more like a U than the A in Ah. Sorry if that's confusing, but long story short, they made us team Ass in their mind.
So I told my teammates we had to change it. Grover was thinking of something really tough and suggested, "the Vipers" and then asked how that translates in German. I looked at him thoughtfully and offered, in my best German accent, "Vie-pahs". In German the "V" sounds is written with a "W" so in my mind we were then the "Wipers" and it didn't take me long to add "Windshield" to the beginning of our name. We pronounced the English words with a German accent every time like, "Vindshield Vipers" so we'd sound extra tough and threatening.
I have no idea who won the game. It didn't matter. The fun was in playing, and that's my favorite way to play any game.
After bocce I sat on the grass in the front yard and talked to my friends until dusk.
It was one of those great, easy, lazy fun days. No pressure, no anxiety, no drama. Just relaxing, satisfying, and slow.
I got up earlyish and started cutting up veggies and fruit. I had planned veggie skewers to be grilled, bruschetta for an appetizer, fruit salad for a side, as well as the hot dogs and hamburgers. My mom busied herself making a delicious mocha butter cream birthday cake.
I went upstairs to get ready at about 1pm. I wore the earrings jesnie gave me for my birthday present a few days earlier, white shorts and a blousy new shirt that was a colorful print on a black background that I got from H&M a few weeks ago but hadn't worn yet.
My family started to show up around 2pm, and my friends arrived shortly thereafter.
The bruschetta was a hit, and it might be one of the easiest things I've ever made. I added black olives since we were out of olive oil. In my head that seemed to make sense, and while it might not have added the olive oil taste, the olives were a nice addition.
The cake was also a favorite, as it always is, and everything else turned out well too. My brother Bill even put extra cheese on my hamburger since he knows I like it that way.
I got a really nice bottle of tequila from my cousin, and although I offered, it seems I was the only one interested. I had maybe 3 shots all in all, but I sipped them instead of shooting them. It made me tipsy.
We played bocce on the front lawn. At one point we created teams. The original names were "Us" and "Them". I was on team Us, and my mom and her cousin were on team Them. They started snickering at our name and said, "yup, that's right, you can be team Us..." I caught on to their joke. Both German speakers, they thought it was funny because Us sounds a lot like the word for Ass in German. I think it's spelled Ass in German, not Us, but it's pronounced, "Uhhhhhhsss" sort of. The U sounds a bit more like an A, but more like a U than the A in Ah. Sorry if that's confusing, but long story short, they made us team Ass in their mind.
So I told my teammates we had to change it. Grover was thinking of something really tough and suggested, "the Vipers" and then asked how that translates in German. I looked at him thoughtfully and offered, in my best German accent, "Vie-pahs". In German the "V" sounds is written with a "W" so in my mind we were then the "Wipers" and it didn't take me long to add "Windshield" to the beginning of our name. We pronounced the English words with a German accent every time like, "Vindshield Vipers" so we'd sound extra tough and threatening.
I have no idea who won the game. It didn't matter. The fun was in playing, and that's my favorite way to play any game.
After bocce I sat on the grass in the front yard and talked to my friends until dusk.
It was one of those great, easy, lazy fun days. No pressure, no anxiety, no drama. Just relaxing, satisfying, and slow.