For Kim’s 30th birthday.
The plan went slightly as planned, with a little bit of changes here and there, but overall I have to say that the amount of people who showed up last-minute (2 days notice) was completely awesome. I also have to give a HUGE thank you to the Washington’s who opened up their home to hide everybody while we headed home. Also to Joanna for coming up with the idea to sign the vase when my nifty little project took a dump at 2am.
So, I posted a very odd-looking inflatable, double-rainbow like picture yesterday you’re probably wondering what they were. In case you forgot, I showed you this picture:
I mean, I did ask you to guess after all…
If you look closely at the vase, there is writing all over it.
So what was all the secret mission impossible stuff that I did?
Long story short, I tweeted out a few things here and there with the #kims30th hashtag, since Kim already knew I was up to something and since she absolutely hates surprises, this eased the anxiety of it all.
Here’s how the rest of the night went down:
We all went out as a family to Frontera for an easy birthday dinner, and around 7pm people started to arrive at our neighbors house. 7:30 rolls around and I make one last stop on our way home from dinner to go “pick up” some allergy medicine since I ran out.
We arrive at home, go inside, and we sit Kim down at the dining table. The kids and I go in the bedroom, the doorbell rings, and 30’ish of our friends greet Kim at the door carrying a rose or two.
If they weren’t carrying a rose, they were carrying a homemade cake (thanks Jim!) or even a cooler with ice cream. One person carried the vase, which she eventually placed the roses in.
We lit the candle on the cake, we sang happy birthday.
We ate the cake.
It was a pretty cool birthday for Kim, she was all smiles and will remember this because of the people she shared it with, and most importantly: There were no clowns.