Sunday, March 8, 2015

Lies, White Lies, and the Things We Say

Here is a known fact about me. I tell everyone that I am 32 years old. I have been telling people that since, well, since I was 32 years old.

Obviously my husband knows this is not true. The Boy knows this is not true. The Short Chic has not yet figured it out but she is highly suspicious and will probably figure it out next month when I turn 32 again.

Here is another fact but this one you probably don't know. My being "32" makes my Momma mad. Not like mad like I am mad about chocolate. Like crazy ridiculous mad. I do not know why. But over the years I have found that she will take whatever step she can whenever she can to make sure to tell everyone that I am really not 32 years old.

So, let me be straight, I know I do not look like I am 32. I do not think I look as old as I am but I seriously doubt that I am fooling anyone when I say I am 32. So, why claim to be 32?

Thirty-two was when so many things in my life came together. My dad died when I was twenty-nine, I got a divorce when I was thirty, and from twenty-nine to thirty-one I worked in a job where I was very unhappy.For three years and some change, I was not in a good space. I was not the person I wanted to be. I was sad. I was hurt. I was even angry. Thirty-two is when I let all of that go and reclaimed me.

I don't think it is so crazy to honor and celebrate that.

But then I think, do I even need a reason to be age 32?  I am not the first or only person who has hovered at an age. So, then why does my Momma find it so offensive?

She thinks I am lying when I say it.  Is it a lie? By definition of saying something that is not true is a lie then yes, I am lying. But let's be clear we all tell lies. Some of them we over look. Some of them are culturally perpetuated.

  • My daughter has now lost three teeth. Each one she expects and has received a gift from the tooth fairy.  
  • How many people my Momma's age actually believed the stork brought them into this world?
  • When I was little I was told I could not drink coffee because it would stunt my growth.
  • How many little boys are told if they play with their penis it will fall off? 
  • Every year we celebrate two religious holiday's that are seeping in non-truths. Do I need to point out the Easter Bunny or even Jolly Saint Nick? 
  • My wonderful elementary teachers spent weeks teaching me the meric system because our country was going to start using it. Guess what, the only time I use it is when I consider running a 5K. 
  • Was anyone else told that if you read in poor light or stood too close to the TV that you would hurt your eyes?  No one said anything about the genetics involved in determining my poor eye sight. 
  • Popping my knuckles would give me arthritis. 
  • How about that annoying toy someone gave your child. Did it really break or did you just remove the batteries to save your sanity? 
I read an article that says parents will tell their children some 3000 "white lies" during childhood. Three Thousand. Clearly, I am not the only person telling a non-truth. Maybe that is why the definition of "white lie" was made.  My age is a small or unimportant detail to my children. How I care for them; guide them, inspire them, and provide for them should be the most important details. Not how old I am. 

For the record, I never tell my medical providers that I am 32 years old. I do however, need a moment to do the math because my age no longer defines me. My abilities and my accomplishments define me. 

And shouldn't those accomplishments be what makes a parent happy? So, yes, I am going to keep telling people that I am 32 years old. Maybe one day I will celebrate my twentieth anniversary of my 32nd birthday. Maybe? But not any time soon!

What about you? Do you have an age you're are hovering at? 

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Eiffel Tower Birthday Party


The weatherman threatened us with snow all weekend but once again we got very lucky and the sun shined on our birthday girls party.

This year we selected to have our birthday party at a local social painting place. For those of you who are local, we selected Blanc Palatte in Liberty Missouri. I really liked the party package. They offered instructor lead painting, personalized photos or the ability to select from their library, as well as the space is amazing!  Our host for the day was Jamie and the girls loved her. The Mommies loved her.

The birthday girl selected the painting she wished to paint, an Eiffel Tower no doubt. I did ask the instructors before I booked if 7 year old could really paint and I was assured as long as the Mom's let go they could. I took that as code for keep the Mom's busy.

The birthday girl got all dressed up for her birthday party. I purchased her a new black dress and a strand of pearls. We were hoping to look like Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's.  She did have gloves but keeping those on her was probably as difficult as predicting Missouri weather.  An hour before her bedtime and she is still completely dressed up. 

As our invitations indicated, the theme for this party was the Eiffel Tower. Last year I purchased a cake from a local baker but this year I decided to resume tackling the cake myself.  I made a double layer, dark chocolate cake with strawberry white chocolate ganache filling covered in buttercream frosting pipped with a 1M to create roses all over the cake. 

With the exception of the Eiffel Tower, I purchased what I needed to make this cake at our local Michaels Craft Store. They have Wilton baking pans, Wilton disposable frosting bags, decorators tips, gel food coloring, and nonpareils. I purchased the Eiffel Tower cake topper online and found silver birthday candles at Target. The entire cake stood on a black metal cake stand. It was absolutely beautiful!


In addition to the cake, I made Eiffel Tower Lollipops using Wilton bright pink candy wafers and lollipop sticks (also purchased from Michaels). I purchased the mold on Amazon. Making the lollipops was super easy.  Just melt and mold.  I added a black and white polka dot ribbon to set it off.

The food for the party was kept as simple as possible. Part of my plan to keep the Mom's busy was to serve them wonderful cheeses from France as well as some vino.  I served turkey and Swiss sandwiches on croissants in case the little girls did not appreciate the cheese.  My hardest decision was in deciding what cheese to have and what to leave behind. I ended up with nine total varieties of cheese.  I also served chocolate covered oreo's as well as French Soda Pop that I obtained from World Market.  

My friend Krista just returned from visiting Paris and she emailed me a few photos to use. I selected this photo and went to Office Max and had an engineers print made of it. It cost less than you would think to make a photo the size that I did. I mounted the photo to a foam board from Home Depot. I added some paper fans and created a back drop for the food table.

I used mini canvas and easels to identify each cheese and I used a painters board for the actual cheese board.  I think it enhanced the venue nicely.

I spent many hours hand painting  chocolate covered Oreo's for the party. (Again, everything used here came from Michaels.)  They were a huge hit. The guest gobbled up every single one of them. 

I think the birthday girl got as much paint on herself as she did the canvas. The girls had a great time painting. In fact, the birthday girl's Nana also had a fun time painting. 

All of the girls really enjoyed the painting. Many of the Mom's wished they were painting as well.

This party made my little girls day! She has fallen in love with Paris and the Eiffel Tower. She was so giddy and silly all day long because she was so happy. I think in her dreams she was in Paris and left behind the cold and snow that has been plaguing us for so long. 

A private birthday party at Blanc Palette gives you two hours in the venue. So, after painting we had food, cake, and opened presents. I had also purchased a Paris themed Bingo game from Etsy so in our final moments we played a game of Bingo. Each girl was able to take home a pink chocolate Eiffel Tower Lollipop.

 And just like that, the party is over. Your left with the understanding that your baby has turned another year old.  I would like to thank the folks at Blank Palette. It was honestly a great party! I would also like to thank all those who came out to celebrate with us.

I am updating my blog post to enter into Michael's #SpringtimeinParis #Contest.