A whole bunch of us met up at Matt's apartment to sing happy birthday to Ellen and have some cake before heading crosstown to the Upright Citizen's Brigade Theater to see a show. Make a wish Ellen!
Wish! (PS - If you look at Sarah's dress you'll notice that I must've accidentally used Cat's wish. Sorry about that, Sar.) (PPS - I love the fact that she's blowing out two haphazardly-placed votive candles Hahah.)
Katie's birthday cake was special because it was a King Cake! The King Cake has a tiny plastic baby baked into it, and whoever finds the little baby in their piece of cake is declared The King (or Queen) of the party and that means that WHATEVER they say, goes! Ahhh, the possibilities.
Mmmmmmm...I take after my dad. Yellow cake with chocolate icing and PUDDIN' in the middle? Holy shit, I'm drooling on my shirt right now writing this caption. The ol' Pavlovian cake-caption response.
He even wears cute little sweatshirts with the team he's routing for on them when we watches football. I know you're not really supposed say that sports fans are kind of adorable...but what can I say? Tell me this photo isn't a little adorable. Happy Birthday, Dad!
Voila! An orange and blue Syracuse football cake for my dad! My dad nearly creamed himself...Cake, Football and Syracuse are like this three favorite things in the world (in that order).
On Monday night I came home to discover that Meredith baked me a belated birthday cake (to make up for the fact that my official birthday cake got eaten by ANTS and I only got to taste a teeny tiny bit of it!). Thanks, Weenis!
We got home just before 4am and Meredith busted out a cake that she'd picked up from a bakery earlier that day when I was napping! That little sneak! We were way too full and drunk to even think about eating it, so decided to save it for the morning and called it a night! Thanks for coming out on my birthday, Meredith & Jeremy! I had an amazing time!
At some point during our meal, one of my weaselly friends managed to sneak away from the table and tip our waitress off to the fact that it was my birthday. She brought me a piece of cake, (complete with candle!) and my friends got to loudly sing "Happy Birthday" and embarrass me! Yay!
August 7th was just a normal night around the house...but as soon as the clock struck midnight, Meredith appeared out of nowhere and sniped me with a birthday-treat!
After the birthday cake had been sliced up, passed around and eaten, Siege brought out the special "King Cake" that his mom sends up from New Orleans every year! A "King Cake" has a little plastic baby baked into it and if you end up getting the piece of cake that contains said baby, YOU ARE THE KING! In this case, the Kingship entitled you to VIP treatment at the stripclub the party was soon moving on to!
I ended up getting really drunk and leaving my camera in the kitchen (which is a rarity - because usually no matter how drunk I get, I manage to continually snap photos anyway). So these are the only two pics I have from the party! Jess getting ready to blow out her birthday candles!
The red icing my mom bought turned out looking too much like ketchup on the brown cake-icing! She started to fix it with some errant orange icing she had that came out looking like Cheez Whiz and that's when she decided to leave well enough alone.
After I bid Grant farewell (and after I'd finished admiring his undies) I hopped a train out to New Jersey to my parent's house to wish my dad a happy 58th (Holy crap!) birthday!
Later that night, we had a dinner on my parents porch and my mom brough out a birthday cake for me. She forgot to get birthday candles, so instead she substituted this 18" decorative candle that she found unused in a candlestick on the kitchen table. Hahaha.
Siege's mom sent up this King Cake from New Orleans. Every King Cake has a little plastic baby baked into it (which leads me to believe you can't be sued for negligence in the state of Louisiana) - if you get the piece of cake that has the baby - you win a prize. And in the case of Siege's birthday party, that prize would be a lapdance from the girl of your choice at...drumroll please...
After getting a little drunk, he headed over to Kate's Corner from some vegan deliciousness. Emily makes a wish over a peice of cheese-less cheesecake.
The next week it was Rob's birthday and a bunch of us took the photo of him doing "The Sprinkler" and got it turned into one of those awesome photo-cakes for his birthday!. (Rob used to be my boss' boss, then after Tony left, he became my boss).
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