Tomorrow will dawn bright on Roly's birthday party- God willing.
I hope I am ready.
The house is sort of clean. Well, cleanish. I am leaving some of the vacuuming till tommorrow.
The backyard.... well, it'll do in a pinch.
The cake was not done when the timer went an hour ago. Since then I have put it back in 3 times at decreasing temperatures. Let's hope it turns out. We made Chocolate Pudding Fudge Cake and tommorrow it will have a chocolate glaze and be topped with strawberries. Yum! That is, if said cake doesn't harden like cement overnight from the extra hour of baking it endured!
In keeping with the fear factor / gross theme, the party favors will be in paper 'barf bags'.
Yucky I know, but if you can't beat 'em, join 'em I say! (well in this case at least!)
Here are some gross things I found to be in the 'barf bags'. The best thing: I found them at the dollar shop!
And here is my latest toy. A fire bowl. With Hubby gone, I assembled it myself, and we cooked some meat and roasted marshmallows on it. Very delicious.