A Birthday Celebration

This week, Little Happy and I went with Mr. George and Big Happy (she actually prefers the term, “experienced”) to Illinois. This was the first major trip for Little Happy. I’m beginning to feel that she may be over the line by insisting on attending these events with me, since usually I am the only one who accompanies my family on these trips. I may need to have a little talk with her about staying in her place. You don’t think I’m jealous, do you? I do love Little Happy, just as I do all the other Hittys at our house, but ….

It was Grandmama Betty’s 90th birthday. That’s a lot of years. I was pretty excited about attending the party, and I had a new dress to wear. In fact, I refused to take it off once I tried it on, so I traveled all the way from Virginia to Illinois wearing it and had to be reminded to keep it clean. Happy finally insisted that I change clothes after we got there so it would still look nice. The preparations for the party were all made in advance without Grandmama Betty’s knowledge. She finally found out about a week and a half before our arrival when her 93 year old friend spilled the beans at church. Of course she might have known it two days sooner had she noticed her name in the church’s newsletter where the party was announced and everyone was invited.

We gave her a memory album, to which all the grandchildren had contributed their thoughts and pictures, on Friday because we simply couldn’t wait for her to see that. Besides, we knew she would have more time to look at it then. Her actual birthday was Saturday the 25th, and we all went out to dinner at the restaurant of her choice.

Here we are at Bob Evans with Grandmama Betty.  That's me on the left

Here we are at Bob Evans with Grandmama Betty. That's me on the left

The birthday party was on Sunday, the day after her birthday, in the afternoon. It was lots of fun, but after we got to see all the decorations and the cake, we decided to hide out in the kitchen. There was a LOT of cake. We sort of over-estimated how much we would need, and had a lot of leftovers. Note to self: two full sheet cakes is one cake too many.

Doesn't it look yummy?  Everything was blue and white, and we matched!

Doesn't it look yummy? Everything was blue and white, and we matched!


There was punch, coffee, nuts, and mints too. The mints were not blue. Neither were the nuts or the coffee. But everything else was. There was another table with the memory album and a book for people to sign as well as a basket for them to put cards in. We were pretty impressed.
The punch bowl is still waiting to be filled here.

The punch bowl is still waiting to be filled here.


The other table

The other table


Grandmama Betty sure looked pretty. We got her flowers to wear. When they were ordered, we asked about what they had, and the lady said they could do small, medium, or large. We ordered small because Grandmama Betty is “petite” and we didn’t want anything “too large or ostentatious” (our exact words). When Mr. George picked them up, the girl at the florist shop asked what he thought, and his response was “They’re HUGE!”
Is that Grandmama Betty under those flowers?

Is that Grandmama Betty under those flowers?


But we think everyone had a good time. We did. We are already looking forward to her 100th birthday party. By then, we might even need two cakes.

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