First Birthday Party

So one amazing thing about being fired is that I can go to Dorothy’s First Birthday party tonight. I’ve never really been to someone’s first birthday so it should be interesting. We all know it’ll end with game of Settlers – let’s not kid ourselves here. But I picked out some nice presents for the little wobbler. I’ve always been a huge fan of those puppets that you can use as a wash cloth for little kids. Since D-Day hates to have her face wiped, I assumed that she’d probably hate a bath. Thus, I got her (well her parents) a cool little duck puppet/washcloth and some rubber ducks for the tub. A little distraction makes a painful process that much more bearable. And she’ll need a good wash after tonight’s party. I don’t know if it’s a common thing with most people, but the Huff’s like to bake a really fancy cake for a kid’s first birthday – tonight’s will be a chocoalte raspberry. We bake it and then the kid gets to just RIP it apart. Throw it, suuuure. Smash it in your hair, suuure. Whatever you’d like – you don’t even have to EAT the cake. We call that the rights of the birthday baby.

I didn’t really feel that compelled to write about all of this. Mainly, I wanted to test the new border for my flickr photo. Another challenge from the master of code mayhem, Eli Duke. I’m surprised that I could figure out so much about what I needed to change in the code from just poking around online. Niiiice.