HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY, NATASHA!

For all those who did not know (or did not receive the email), today is Natasha's birthday! It was a drop-in style party, so I dropped-in at about 5:45, only to find that "Natasha wasn't there yet." Oh, BUT WAIT! "GAHHHHH!" Ahah! THERE is Natasha! Popping out of the corner to freak me out the moment I walk in! Yes, indeed it was a surprise party after all. We played bacce (I have no clue how to spell it, but it sounds like "BAH-chee") ball! Natasha and I were the Sunshine Yellow Team (as our balls were yellow)! *sound effect of sun rays* Keddi tried to be cool by calling her team FIRE *sound effect of fire--invented by Keddi-Anne Sherbino--which sounds like a hissing cat*, but clearly no one's cooler than Team Sunshine. I'm not sure who actually won our intense game of bacce, but we were interupted by the dinner call. Yay for salmon burgers! Okay, I was the ONLY one who actually had the salmon kind... APPARENTLY, beef is more popular. But anyways... there were some fun chats about some fun random things (like seeing up people's shorts--ew, it's very disturbing for girls... or just Tara's--, softball vs. baseball, Natasha's sticky hair-- we found everything from flower petals to chips in there--, and many other very interesting topics). Eww... I have icing up my nose (I'll explain THAT in a second). The party REALLY started when Finch arrived! Kidding! Sorry, Finch, it was a highlight for TARA only.
Well, anyways, then came the cake. That was a fun time. Nobody really likes great globs of icing, so there was a pile of it leftover on the cake cardboard thingy, and we joked about eating it. Then Morgan, the sick child, splatted the pile of nasty chocolate icing into my plate! "EAT IT! I DARE YOU!" said she with a wicked smile on her face. "No!" I replied, "I have no motivation whatsoever to eat icing!" (I was waiting for the money bribery of course, but it did not come). Haha, it was all fun and games... UNTIL I decided that the icing could sit on the plate no longer! MUAHHAHAHAHAHAHA! So, yes, Morgan's face was then covered in icing, and then she got me back, and then we got Natasha. Tee hee... all over our hair and face. Then we asked her dad to take a picture, and sneaky ol' Natasha comes up from behind, and SQUASH! She rubs another huge glob all over my face! It was caked on (haha! Get it?? Caked on? Cake? Icing is from cake?? Hahaha!). Yes, I know, I am not very funny NOR a very good story-teller, but that's it. The climax of the party was definitely the cake fight of madness, because once Morgan and I came out from the bathroom, EVERYONE WAS GONE! We laughed. And then we left. And that's the end of the story. I still have icing up my nose, so I think I'll go take a shower now.
Happy Birthday, Natasha! We clearly love you a lot! In fact, in celebration of this joyous occasion, I will put a beautiful picture up of you from Mexico!

Love you, birthday girl!

Tara