It’s almost time for my birthday party y’all!
I AM SO EXCITED!!
It’s almost time for my birthday party y’all!
I AM SO EXCITED!!
Now, I’ve made some delicious cakes in my day, but to be punny, this one takes the cake.
It’s called the “Versatile Vanilla Cake” (recipe via Martha Stewart) and the icing was egg whites and sugar, brought to temperature over the stove and then whipped into a amazing meringue-like fury.
This is most definitely one recipe I’m saving to use again!
Last week was Chris’s birthday so we had a small celebratory dinner at our new German themed restaurant in town: the Himmel Haus. I totally meant to wear my fake plastic bib dirndl from the Septoberfest Photobooth but sadly I ran out the door without it!
They have an impressive number of German and Austrian beers on taps and your options for size include normal, large, excessively large, larger than excessively large and a boot.
I’m moving today so between packing my house, trying to finish wedding photos for Matt and Sara, planning our Masquerade Ball, family portraits and a climbing photoshoot for my friend Ann Raber, I’m swamped!
I’ve worked four weeks in a row now of 55-65 hour weeks. I’m a little stressed and a little tired and quite a bit sick and was super bummed to find out that my friend Carrie wanted to hold her birthday party on the same night as our town hosted a major cycling event, only because I knew that my energy level wouldn’t be what I wanted it to be. I usually ride the event, which means waking up at the crack of dawn and pedaling my ass 72 miles around the lake. This year, I had a scheduling conflict and needed to be at the Tahoe Kids Tri instead so I didn’t have to get up quite so early. After hemming and hawing, I relented and offered to set up a photobooth. Because really, what’s a costume party without a photobooth? I’m so glad I did! It was worth the effort, the lost sleep and the time. It was EPIC.
These are my favorites from the booth, but you can see all the photos here.
For Brit’s birthday we all headed to grand old Sparks, NV where they annually host the Best of the West Rib Cook Off.
Strangely enough, it was the same day as the world’s Rib Eating Contest.
Once upon a time, when I was WAY too young, my grandmother let me watch Stand By Me. While I no longer have lingering nightmares about Gremlins driving through my window (the only other movie that has ever scared me as much), I do have specific and highly frightening nightmares to this day that involve fat kids eating pie. And my boyfriend wonders why I’m flipping out when he eats an entire box of cookies in one sitting.
I was really excited to use my new Sigma 85mm lens but not so excited that it involved the most foul thing I’ve ever watched. I would walk up and take photos for a few minutes and then I’d have to move back and not look for awhile.
It went on for TWELVE minutes.
I wish I was kidding.
Thank god I ate before I watched because the idea of food was utterly repulsive afterwards.
That, of course, didn’t stop my friends from buying ribs at at least five different stands immediately after.
Regardless of my lingering nightmares, it was a pretty sweet time and it was nice to get some Texas style BBQ while we were at it.
I have a Roku channel on my tv that plays my picasa photos but for some reason it only plays the last four or five albums I’ve uploaded most recently, which happens to currently include the rest of the photos from this awesome competition so every once in awhile my nightmares are relived in my own livingroom. Thankfully they only play for five seconds.
When we woke up the Monday after my birthday, all of the flights on Southwest were sold out for the day which presented a problem in getting Erik back home to Austin. Hoping to try our luck, I hit the airport with him so he wouldn’t spend the day bored and alone, just bored. We hung out in the Reno airport together for about five hours, which were spent reading, joking, talking, watching an irate passenger be inappropriately horrible and rude to gate agents for things that were the passenger’s fault, and on flash photography lessons.
Five hours later, Erik wasn’t getting on a flight to Austin. Instead, he was getting on a flight to Vegas. Since we have a mutual friend from way back living there, I decided to accompany him. It was super fun! Our friend picked us up at the airport at 8:30 PM, we had delicious Italian at Nora’s together, spent the night at our friend’s house and returned the airport for our respective flights home at 6 AM, less than 12 hours after we arrived!
I love being spontaneous!
The icing on my cake was certainly Prom, which was the best party of my life.
The fun didn’t stop there however. Since Erik and Michelle were in Tahoe thru the weekend we had plenty of awesome planned. We woke up after Prom on Saturday feeling not so sparky but after a morning and part of an afternoon of leisurely napping and general laziness, managed to rouse ourselves down to the Divided Sky where an antipasto plate and super spicy bloody mary’s whipped us back into shape.
Outside in the parking lot, the Meyer’s Summer Solstice Celebration was going on. There were vendors selling their wares, local non profits talking about their organizations, kids’ face painting, hula hooping and games, music, pizza, $1 beers and lots of people I knew hanging out in the sunshine.
It was actually a dangerously expensive event for me! I returned home with $70 worth of new threads from my friends at RISE Designs and Graphics and a $20 membership to my friend Maria’s non-profit, The Sugar Pine Foundation, dedicated to saving Tahoe’s sugar pines and other white pines from a non-native invasive fungus called white pine blister rust by educating and involving the local community in hands-on forest stewardship.
That night, my favorite local band Dad’s LPs played at the Divided Sky and I was super excited to show them off to Erik and Michelle.
We ended up having such a fantastic time, despite being previously hungover, that we spent the night dancing away and drinking beers. So much so that we had to get a ride home from Taryn in his awesome limo for the 2nd night in a row!
Every year I throw a different theme party for my birthday. For my thirtieth, I held a Country Club Party and last year was the Bicycle Rodeo. Every year they get a little bit bigger, a little bit more elaborate and a little bit more wild. I know that last year I said I had the best birthday party in the history of birthday parties, but I was wrong.
Prom was the best birthday party in the history of all parties. Ever.
It was the best night of my life.
I flew my friend and extremely talented photographer Erik into town to take photos of the event. I have high standards and well, it was my party, so someone had to take amazing photos!
The event was held at the American Legion, which really just made the night all the better, and three of my good friends DJ’d for us. From start to finish the night was nothing but exceptionally amazing and every where you went there were 200+ people having FUN.
These are some of my favorite photos from the night, but you can see all of them by following these links. If you are in these photos, the files are large enough to download and make 8×10 prints of. If you would like one without the hysterically awesome cheesy vignette, that can also be arranged. Just let me know and I’ll give you Erik’s email address.
Erik isn’t quite finished editing the misc. party photos, but eventually you will find them all here..
Best. Party. Ever.
I’m fairly certain that last night was the greatest night of my life.
More to come.
One of my groups of friends take a vacation together each year to mountain bike in Moab. I wasn’t able to tag along this May because a little beach vacation to Puerto Rico got in the way. They had a dinner party last week to allow everyone to see all the combined photos from the trip and invited me over to join them.
One of the guests recently took a trip to Mexico and came home loaded with yellowfin that he’d caught. He was kind enough to grill some up for us: what a treat!
The night included some spoken word poetry, a birthday cake loaded with bike reflectors, great food, lots of laughs, and for some, a bit too much tequila. Oh, and burgers sandwiched between huge slices of my jalapeno cheddar bread.
You can see all the photos here, or just skip it and try to contain your jealousy of the awesome food we ate.