A Surprise For Mum
Oh, what a day! A couple of weeks ago I decided to organise a small birthday tea party for Mum. To say it was bound to be a surprise was a surety as her birthday was back in June, but we’d not really done anything to mark it.
Mum is a busy little bee and has a nice little group of friends. She’s always doing something for someone, she can’t help herself. But what I like about her friends is that they would do for her as she does for them. And the four of them work their little cotton socks off raising money for the stray dogs on the island to treat, feed and rehome them.
I contacted her friends and they were up for the surprise too. All they had to do is turn up early.
In my head, I had my day planned with what I had to do. Time was limited, but as I baked her cake last night it was doable… *hysterical laughter*… Mum joined me for an early walk, where she told me she had time to kill before having to be somewhere and was going to spend it at mine!!!!
Oh, the yarn that I spun trying to put her off. None that worked though!
My mind was a whirl and I had to get into the house first to hide the evidence of the party. Things were randomly slung into cupboards. My biggest fear was one of the family getting up and contradicted the lies I told, not only to put her off stopping by but to get her to return later for her surprise.
Anyway, apart from me not having time to jump in the shower before everyone arrived it went down well.
My Sunday Photos
I’ve shared more photos than I usually would for My Sunday Photo, but I couldn’t choose between them. I also thought it a fine example of how older folk enjoy a good party game too.
Mum can’t believe they were sat there playing pass the parcel. She almost wet herself laughing.
They really had a ball.
The game soon turned serious, though. Young or old you always get that one person who hangs onto the parcel for longer than necessary.
Is it? Isn’t it? This passing of the parcel is serious business!… You can see the DJ in the background pulling his hair out.
The excitement was almost too much for them. At one point I wondered if I should have put an ambulance on standby outside.
Mum, being Mum.
It’s safe to say that the surprise for Mum went down well and I had the chance to confess to all the lies I’d had to tell to cover our tracks.
Are you good at celebrating birthdays on time? Or are you like me and get there in the end?
© 2018, Debbie. All rights reserved.