The anniversary of my sister's 39th birthday

My lovely sister turned 39 again back on the 8th. Now, having 2 of any birthday is something to be celebrated, but this particular one deserved major recognition. I set to work planning a big blowout party. I called a local historic inn, set up catering, music, decor, and a bar, and then had to break the news of the $$$ damage to Hubs.

That news didn't go so well.

It took some seducing convincing, but we finally decided to proceed. He set aside the money, I enlisted my brother in law's help, and we set things in motion. 

Y'all know what happens to the best laid plans, right?

Yeah, well. Enter a blown hot water heater that soaks the garage of our rental home, causing thousands of dollars worth of damage, and PRESTO! No blowout. 

Now, I was heartbroken. I felt like such a jerk. I couldn't do anything for my only sister on her 40th 39th birthday.

She, of course, being the wonderful sister that she is, said she preferred it this way because she just wanted to pretend the whole thing never happened. I understand that feeling, but I knew in my heart that she would also be thrilled with a party in her honor.

I couldn't just let it go unnoticed, so I threw her a small little party in Hubs' man cave. I tried to make it as festive as I could, but I sure would have liked to have that big party back. 

Oh well. Maybe next time.

Here are a few pictures from the evening.

The birthday girl and her tiara:

Me(goofy grin and all!) and the birthday girl

I got her a couple of pairs of boots for her birthday. I think she liked them!

Sing it with me now, "Boots with the fur... the whole club is lookin' at hurrrr"

The INCREDIBLE cake I had made for her. Not only did it look incredible, but it tasted DIVINE! Hubs has no sweet tooth whatsoever, and he ate more of it than anyone! I know where I'll be getting ALL my cakes from now on! Truthfully, I've always used her, but now I'll never attempt to make my own again:

Close up of the flower: 

Please pardon those jacked up candles. I apparently had a few too many of these before I placed those in there:

Margarita jello shots, baby!! These were STRONG! I must have left out a few cups of water or something. Wowza! Notice the truth in that statement, as evidenced in that quality pic.

And, as if that wasn't enough, I had these: 

Mimosa jello shots! These were incredibly yummy! Which, of course, means dangerous. They go down smooth, let me tell ya. The good news is that they only have champagne in them (oh wait, maybe some triple sec, too?) so they're not as toxic as they could be. 

I highly recommend THIS blog post for some awesome jello shot recipes. I want to start making them all the time now!

I got the inspiration for these cute little "Keep Calm" signs from this blog post on Jimmy Choos and Tennis Shoes. They turned out so cute!

Now for the random shots. Does anyone out there believe that those little white orbs that sometimes appear in pictures are actually ghosts? If so, then we weren't the only ones partying that night!

Hubs and I:

The birthday girl and her Hubs:

Cake time!

We played this game. I don't recommend it, unless you're in a nerdy mood. Not exactly a party starter.

If nothing else, the guys loved our recliners:

I still hate that Sis missed out on her big party, but maybe we'll get to do one in the future. Everyone seemed to have a good time, so I consider it a success!

Have a great weekend!