Homemade twix were done, cake balls were in the refrigerator cooling, toffee on the stove was well on its way to "hard crack" status. So there I was, minding my own business and watching a pot of sugary and buttery goodness start to boil.
When from the doorway arose with a clatter I turned around to see what was the matter. A brother with cake and candles, a boyfriend with balloons and hats and another brother with pizza and even more people in tow to boot. My first though? Oh.Dear.God.
From there everything was a blur. The guys rushing at me, people shouting "Surprise" and I think some people started singing "Happy Birthday". I honestly don't know everything that was going on. Jared slapped this
stupid lovely hat on top of my head. I tried to be a good sport. You can tell from my face just how much I loved that birthday hat...
and inhaling smoke from said trick candles...
Did I mention they used trick candles?
Thanks for that big brothers. I must say they got what was coming to them though. Those candles would NOT go out. Brian had to grab a wet towel and Jimmy was trying to put out the flames with his fingers.
I quickly ditched the Birthday hat and finished up the toffee and cake balls. Before I knew it cards and gifts were handed to me and of course the hat was back. I had to wear that g-a-w-d aweful thing while I opened my gifts.
The guys don't look proud of themselves at all for pulling this off, do they.
The best part for everyone is that I was the one that sent out the invitations to the Holiday Baking Party and I organizer who was going to bring what appetizers. In the end I sent out my own birthday party invites and made food for my own party. Real funny. I'm still laughing. Really, I am.
They got me good this year. All joking aside, I am so thankful for a family that loves me enough to plan such a great party. Thanks everyone! It was a great day indeed.