...because my parents had also come into town and both of our parents wanted to all get together and congratulate us on our recent engagement! Check out the cake!
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 Sunday afternoon I was coming back from the park and I noticed that there's a bakery right near my house that has a cool window display of the different kind of custom cakes they offer. They had wedding cakes...
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!
I took a knife and dug out an ant-free chunk so that I could at least have a taste of the wonderful cake Meredith had gotten for me before we had to throw it away! Booooo!
...and then after showering, I decided to have myself a slice of the birthday cake that Meredith had gotten me only to find it swarmed with tiny, feasting ants! Nooooooo!
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!
...my friend Amy Albano's going away party! After almost 10 years in NYC, Amy (who I've known since middle school!) had decided to move out to New Mexico to attend grad school. (But much like my ill-fated move to San Francisco, she ended up back in NYC less than four months later!). Our friend Jen that hosted the party is a baker! Check out the amazing cake she made for Amy!
Although Meredith wasn't feeling well (having most likely picked up any number of airborne illnesses on her eight-hour Greyhound bus ride), she wisely managed to hold out for some cake! As soon as she'd finished her slice, she announced her retirement and headed up to the room.
The nice thing about living in NYC is that you probably don't have a car which means you can always take "full advantage" of an open bar. I ended having to keep my rental-car keys on the table as a reminder to take it easy.
Sometimes when you go to a wedding, you're not sure if the bride and groom are going to feed each other the cake nicely, or whether they're going to smash it into each other's faces. In Tara and Greg's case, I had no doubt in my mind that there was going to be...
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 day after returning from my (unplanned!) month-long trip to Korea and Japan, Meredith surprised me with a belated birthday cake! (My 29th birthday happened while I was teaching in Korea).
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!
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