Happy 85th Momma!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7391.jpgShe was born on Christmas Day. After the Christmas Eve midnight service, the choir came to sing outside the window when my mom was born. Isn’t that beautiful? So I started thinking about her birthday the other day. How old was she going to be this year? 85?!?! I quickly emailed my sibs to make sure I had done the math right. Yup! This was a special year and we needed to do something. A surprise party was in the works.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7392.jpgAs is normal for my family, we immediately formed the famous “Flying Wedge”. A flying wedge is the metaphorical position we take as a family when one of is in need. We had to get together to celebrate our mother’s birthday. Annie bought a ticket the very next day from California. Although leaving for Pittsburgh on the Monday after the party, Susan adjusted her plans so she could be there on Saturday. Jane made sure Mom had her hair done at Madam Moizelles. David made sure he was home from a business trip the night before. Laura gathered her five kids and drove the three and half hours to Columbia. I bought a ham.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7360.jpgI had called my mom Saturday morning to see if I could come down to hang out with her. I walked in the house first. Then Annie. Mom was totally surprised to see her! Then in walked my family with their arms loaded with bags of food, folding tables and chairs. My mom knew then that more was to come! She’s smart like that.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7367.jpgWe knew that if we had told her two weeks ago what was going down, she would have exhausted herself with lists and preparations. This way, she could still help set everything up, but only have to fret and fritter for a short time. In fact, we’re so thoughtful, we let her iron the tablecloth all by herself! (By the way, she loves to iron. She used to iron layers of petticoats, hankies and dad’s undershirts.)

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7368.jpgEveryone helped get things ready. This is sweet Emma, Laura’s youngest.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7270.jpgA funny thing happened. I picked up Annie from the airport the day before and brought her back to my house. Putting aside how tired she must have been with the travel, Annie and I got to work. We decided to bake a gluten-free carrot cake. One cake didn’t look like it could feed the 20 or so people that were going to be there, so we made two. We get to Grandmas and she has a cake sitting there on her counter…a gluten-free carrot cake!!!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7274.jpgEveryone arrived on their own time, cousins, sisters, brothers, daughters and sons….

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7277.jpgWine was poured and appetizers were eaten.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7282.jpgDavid’s cast was signed. How did he break it, you ask? Well let’s start off by saying, he’s a 13 year old boy. He was raking the leaves in his yard and made a big pile. So what else would one do, but jump in, of course! Well, he decided after jumping into the pile from about 20 feet up a tree, it was so much fun, he would do it again. Oops!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7267.jpgWe played Phase10, a classic Rauscher card game. How many rounds of runs, sets, skips and wild cards were manipulated at this table over the years? And here we are.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7356.jpgAnnie shared her knowledge and passion of essential oils with the girls.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7275.jpgDavid attempted to show us how to open a wine bottle with your shoe. Who needs a bottle opener?

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7276.jpgOk. Maybe we do, because all he got was a wet sock.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7287.jpgA new game was shared amongst the boys guys. (Excuse me.)

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7352.jpgThe next thing we know, everyone is hooked up with this trivia game, playing against one another. Grandma was using her vast trivia knowledge to help the younger guys. She is a master NY Times crossword player. This gal is sharp!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7378.jpgToasts were said in honor of family.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7376.jpgToasts were said in honor of love.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7375.jpgToasts were made in honor of my mom. Here! Here!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7384.jpgThis has to be one of my most treasured things to do…sharing a meal with my family. Great conversations, catching up on things and retelling funny stories.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7385.jpgMom blew out her birthday candles and cut the cake…three gluten-free carrot cakes and a fruit torte.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7386.jpgSo, Annie and I wanted to know if our cake measured up to the professional’s. Tyler did the honors annnd…..OURS was the winner! (Hands down, if I say so myself.)

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7388.jpgFor her birthday card, Annie and I made a family tree card, showing mom her beautiful legacy.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7372.jpgOur Mom and Dad had six absolutely amazing children, shown with red background circles. Those six children gave Mom and Dad 19 healthy, smart, beautiful grandchildren, shown in blue. And now, the fourth generation is growing with the start of six sweet adorable great-grand children, shown in cream. The loving spouses of family members are there in a striped background. Pretty amazing!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7335.jpgTime for pictures. Got the guys. Too cool.

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7297-0.jpgThen the sibs. Geez. You would think gathering six adults would be easy. It takes some work. Shift to the left. Shift to the right. (Stand up, sit down Fight fight fight! Ok, so I got sidetracked.) Birth order. Center on the window. Fix the curtain….

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7393.jpgThen we try outside with better light. Then Bozo, the clown, decides to be the funny guy!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7320.jpgThis may be my favorite. I love seeing my mom laugh like this!

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/2a5/46532751/files/2014/12/img_7327.jpgSo there you go. Me and my siblings coming together for one purpose and one purpose only…to love on our momma. Happy Birthday! We love you so much!

Thanks for dropping by! Wishing you a very Merry Christmas!


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