Happy Timmy's Birthday!
Jan. 1st, 2010 11:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amanda_loddenOur New year's Eve party went well, with lots and lots of food left over. Fortunately, none of what's left is the stuff that would go bad quickly, so John and I will be able to eat most everything before it spoils. The fondue wasn't as much of a hit as it usually is at Flex's, but enough of it got eaten that I didn't feel like I wasted all my time, so it's all good.
I remembered to get a cake for Timmy's birthday, which was also a hit. There was talk of putting the leftovers in Jim's fridge (after all, part of the Timmy's Birthday Tradition is that Jim gets stuck with all the leftover cake and spends the next month foisting it off on anyone and everyone), but there isn't all that much left. I neglected to tell the story of buying the cake at the party, though, which saddens me. See, as I went through the checkout, the cashier asked who's birthday it was, and it was pretty clear that she was expecting some sweet story about how I or a close friend had to rush away from a NYE party to give birth. Her face fell when I said "Actually, it's a joke". But she was laughing again by the time I finished the story about how when we were in college Steve decided to bring a cake for NYE and 1) he wanted it to look like the cakes got mixed up and some small child got an adult-theme "Happy New Year" cake while we ate his Batman-themed birthday cake, and 2) Steve did not fully comprehend the sheer enormousness of a full sheet cake. And then she asked "So, you guys do this at all functions?" and I had to say "Well, no, just New Year's Eve-- after all, that *is* Timmy's birthday." Duh. (Though we did determine that Timmy would be about 17 now, and there was talk that he would be graduating from high school soon.)
I remembered to get a cake for Timmy's birthday, which was also a hit. There was talk of putting the leftovers in Jim's fridge (after all, part of the Timmy's Birthday Tradition is that Jim gets stuck with all the leftover cake and spends the next month foisting it off on anyone and everyone), but there isn't all that much left. I neglected to tell the story of buying the cake at the party, though, which saddens me. See, as I went through the checkout, the cashier asked who's birthday it was, and it was pretty clear that she was expecting some sweet story about how I or a close friend had to rush away from a NYE party to give birth. Her face fell when I said "Actually, it's a joke". But she was laughing again by the time I finished the story about how when we were in college Steve decided to bring a cake for NYE and 1) he wanted it to look like the cakes got mixed up and some small child got an adult-theme "Happy New Year" cake while we ate his Batman-themed birthday cake, and 2) Steve did not fully comprehend the sheer enormousness of a full sheet cake. And then she asked "So, you guys do this at all functions?" and I had to say "Well, no, just New Year's Eve-- after all, that *is* Timmy's birthday." Duh. (Though we did determine that Timmy would be about 17 now, and there was talk that he would be graduating from high school soon.)
