Party Prep for the Kid
Saturday morning. All is quiet. I am drinking my cup of joe and getting ready to go and meet my friend for our early morning Saturday walk. I am slightly twitchy because I know that I have so much to still do for the party this afternoon. We have to clean and put away crap and decorate and on and on and on. Last night I did some food prep, made an onion pie and made the cake... A "4-tiered" cake. We'll get to that later.
I stayed up way later than I had planned to last night but at least I abstained from the wine. At one point I had sprinkles sticking to my socks and I started making up lyrics to a Paul Simon song. She's Got Sprinkles on the Soles of her Socks. I don't know if it was the exhaustion or too much cake batter but I thought I was brilliant...
Sigh... So anyway, today is the day of the party and as always, I have lists and timetables that keep me focused and on track. Here is a not-so detailed plan of the next few hours. The original version is written out on a pink heart-shaped post-it note because that's how Mommy rolls.
6:30-7:45 walk with friend
7:45-8:30 unload dishwasher and clean kitchen
8:30-9:15 grocery shopping
9:15-10:00 more food prep involving swearing and plugging in a crockpot
10:00-10:30 shower and clean shower while showering
10:30-11:30 decorate and stop the Kid from kamikazeing off the ladder
11:30-12:00 vacuum, clean
12:00-2:00 naptime for the Kid and the Husband, while I put in curlers and do my make up and wonder if I forgot some stupid important detail while I cook
2:00-2:30 freak out that I forgot some stupid important detail
2:30-3:00 find some cajun music online and work on my Come on in! No, I barely spent any time getting this party together and aren't I just a modest and amazing mother facial expression in the mirror.
3:00 PARTY TIME!!!
The menu for today is:
Caprese salad
Stuffing (kids love stuffing. Who am I kidding? I LOVE STUFFING!)
Onion pie
Creamy cajun chicken and pasta
Mushroom and rice casserole
Cheese pizza (kids love cheese pizza. Who am I kidding? I LOVE CHEESE PIZZA!!)
Cake
Now, lemme quickly talk about the cake before I head out. I am not a baker. I hate baking with the passion of a thousand suns. But, I got it into my small little head that mah baby deserves a cake baked lovingly by his wine swilling mother. And not just a sheet cake with a Hot Wheels car planted firmly into frosting. Oh no, I will make it a tiered cake. Stupid Bridget. So I spent last night baking a cake in a spring form pan, in a small round casserole dish, in a ramekin and in a smaller ramekin than the ramekin previously mentioned. I kind of love the word "ramekin". Then I layered them each on top of one another. Then I schmeared blue frosting over all the layers and stepped back. Oh dear lord, what had I done? It made me think of the Morlocks from the original Time Machine movie... if the Morlocks drank too much coffee one morning and lost indoor plumbing.
So I grabbed a bottle of sprinkles and covered the smurf-like lab mistake because bitches love sprinkles. Meh, happy birthday Kid. Enjoy your mother's failure at cake baking. The pain, it cuts deep.
I stayed up way later than I had planned to last night but at least I abstained from the wine. At one point I had sprinkles sticking to my socks and I started making up lyrics to a Paul Simon song. She's Got Sprinkles on the Soles of her Socks. I don't know if it was the exhaustion or too much cake batter but I thought I was brilliant...
Sigh... So anyway, today is the day of the party and as always, I have lists and timetables that keep me focused and on track. Here is a not-so detailed plan of the next few hours. The original version is written out on a pink heart-shaped post-it note because that's how Mommy rolls.
6:30-7:45 walk with friend
7:45-8:30 unload dishwasher and clean kitchen
8:30-9:15 grocery shopping
9:15-10:00 more food prep involving swearing and plugging in a crockpot
10:00-10:30 shower and clean shower while showering
10:30-11:30 decorate and stop the Kid from kamikazeing off the ladder
11:30-12:00 vacuum, clean
12:00-2:00 naptime for the Kid and the Husband, while I put in curlers and do my make up and wonder if I forgot some stupid important detail while I cook
2:00-2:30 freak out that I forgot some stupid important detail
2:30-3:00 find some cajun music online and work on my Come on in! No, I barely spent any time getting this party together and aren't I just a modest and amazing mother facial expression in the mirror.
3:00 PARTY TIME!!!
The menu for today is:
Caprese salad
Stuffing (kids love stuffing. Who am I kidding? I LOVE STUFFING!)
Onion pie
Creamy cajun chicken and pasta
Mushroom and rice casserole
Cheese pizza (kids love cheese pizza. Who am I kidding? I LOVE CHEESE PIZZA!!)
Cake
Now, lemme quickly talk about the cake before I head out. I am not a baker. I hate baking with the passion of a thousand suns. But, I got it into my small little head that mah baby deserves a cake baked lovingly by his wine swilling mother. And not just a sheet cake with a Hot Wheels car planted firmly into frosting. Oh no, I will make it a tiered cake. Stupid Bridget. So I spent last night baking a cake in a spring form pan, in a small round casserole dish, in a ramekin and in a smaller ramekin than the ramekin previously mentioned. I kind of love the word "ramekin". Then I layered them each on top of one another. Then I schmeared blue frosting over all the layers and stepped back. Oh dear lord, what had I done? It made me think of the Morlocks from the original Time Machine movie... if the Morlocks drank too much coffee one morning and lost indoor plumbing.
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| Anybody seen my Time magazine? I have to hit the can. |
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| If you ever wanted to see personal shame in cake form... you're welcome |
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