YAY! Today is Lynne’s birthday. Happy birthday, Lynne! We’ve celebrated a few of these together. Who’s counting? Certainly not me; my math doesn’t go beyond thirty-five.
I first published a couple of these photos on my blog back in 2006. They’re from the surprise party my mother helped me give Lynne when we were in eighth grade. Her birthday was on a Friday that year, so I was allowed to have a slumber party! My father was in Korea. My sister was dating the man she’d marry and have three children with. My brother and Terri were living in Colorado, and there was no Daniel yet. I liked ten boys–at least.
Surprise! Things I notice: You’re wearing your black onyx ring. I’d forgotten that we had another table and chairs in the kitchen/breakfast room (behind you).
Make a wish. When I used this photo the first time, I photoshopped Liz and Susan B right out of it. I’m not so polite or energetic anymore. YOU’RE ON MY BLOG–and you’ll never know. I wonder: Did we all plan to wear white shirts? Or was that just a thing?
The sad thing is that Lynne doesn’t like coconut cake, but I didn’t know so didn’t tell Mother that. Sorry, Lynne! I’ve never inflicted coconut cake on you again–only on Rex, who secretly scarfed down my sister’s coconut cake in 2008. We all know how that ended.
Presents! I loved that plaid chair of my mother’s in the background. It was my favorite chair to sit in for years.
Sorry, got distracted. Open your dune buggy!
How cool are Susan’s embroidered jeans?
thanks! that was fun. What is up with my hair?!?!? Friends don’t let friends have THAT hair…
I love my dune buggy…
You’re welcome.
I think you were growing your hair out and it had reached that annoying, always in your eyes phase.
I think it is quite neat that you remembered it was Susan that was wearing the embroidered jeans.
The coconut cake is so pretty…
It’s not so much remembered is that I’m assuming–mainly because even though that pair of legs is small, Liz was even tinier, so it must be Susan. One day those girls could some along and tell me I’m wrong!
My mother decorated the cake. In recent years, when I’ve used food coloring on coconut for cakes I made, it never came out that good. She had the touch, apparently.
I just realized–I still have that cake stand. It belonged to my mother’s mother.
The cake is very pink.
And those jeans are cool!
I love funky fashions from those days.