Happy 30th birthday this week to my amazing, handsome, loving, talented, brilliant husband, Marc! I have been really excited about this for a while.
After you turn 21, birthdays really start losing their awesome factor. Half the time I can’t even remember how old I am anymore.
So, we can at least have a good celebration every decade, right?
Warning: obscure references ahead.
I decided to go with a Dr. Who themed birthday party, because theme parties should definitely not just be for kids. If you’re not familiar with Dr. Who, just believe me when I say this party was cool.
|I saw these TARDIS hanging lights online. Clearly, I had to order them.|
I also had a vision for blue velvet cake. It was supposed to look like this, which is the approximate color of the Doctor’s time machine/spaceship that looks like an old British police box (see above—the front door decoration).
|Source: Betty Crocker.com|
As you can imagine, this attempt didn’t go well. Out of the oven, the cake looked more like cement. Of course, I hadn’t bought the right kind of dye. In retrospect I’ve learned that I should have gone to Hobby Lobby to get industrial strength food dye (can this stuff even be safe?).
Since I’m permanently and irreversibly craft-impaired, I NEVER go to Hobby Lobby (for you West Coasters, think Michael’s time one hundred billion). It intimidates the crap out of me and makes me hyperventilate.
So I guess this cake just wasn’t meant to be.
When it first came out of the oven, I did consider throwing it in the trash, finding industrial strength blue poison dye, and starting all over.
But then Brad Paisley’s “Little Moments” popped into my head. Marc wasn’t going to be as disappointed about this cake as I was. So instead of unveiling the incredible TARDIS cake I was hoping for (you gotta see the show), I just settled for a love cake, from me and the boys.
And we had fun with it.
|Cement slabs before baking|
|Cement slabs after baking|
Not bad in the end, right? And that’s a sonic screwdriver, if you’re wondering (you gotta see the show).
Cement cake against white frosting isn’t so bad.
|Jonathan was upset that Daddy blew out the candles without him. We relit one so he could help.|
I think we all had a good time. Marc really liked his Tom Brady jersey.
In case you’re wondering what the significance of the jersey is in relation to Doctor Who, absolutely nothing. In fact, the New England Patriots might even be the antithesis of a British sci-fi show.
That’s my husband. Doctor Who + Patriots. The perfect blend of manly geek. I love him.