I love balloons! There is something so happy, carefree, and magical about them. When I was a kid, I always wanted a balloon from every store we went that offered them. There was this one time when my mom and I were at Toys R Us. She bought me this larger than normal balloon. We were on our way out of the store, and some how it got stuck behind the automatic door. I remember being SO upset because just as the door would close I would try and retrieve the balloon, I’d step in front of the sensor and the door would open back up and squish my poor balloon. I am quite sure I stood there crying hysterically. Finally my mom rescued the balloon, and we all went home, crisis averted. Usually when we’d get home at some point in the evening after dinner, we would always play balloon volleyball. My parents would sit and watch tv and tap the balloon up in the air to me, and I’d tap it back to them
I also love Hot Air Balloons! I have never seen one in person, but I love looking at pictures of them. When I was little I am sure my love affair started when i first noticed the pictures on the side of the Dixie paper cups. We would use these cups when we went camping, and I LOVED looking at the balloons printed on the sides of the cups. I don’t think I could ever go on a hot air balloon ride, but I would sure love to be there as they all took off.
Every year my mom’s side of the family goes to Ventura to celebrate Father’s Day & my Grandpa’s Birthday. We would go to this park right on the oceans edge. It has slight green grassy rolling hills and it was always breezy. My Grandpa would bring a big bottle of bubbles, a large pan, and a large bubble hoop. He would dip the hoop in the bubbles, and hold it up and all of us cousins would run around crazy and try and catch the bubbles. At the end of the day you would be sticky from the salt of the ocean, soap from the bubbles, and marshmallow from the s’mores.
Today, was my Birthday. The best part of my day?…was reading this part of a card my husband gave me. (note the cute hearts he hand draws)
We went to church with my parents and Ben’s. Afterwards, we went to dinner, and had cake.
My birthday cake tradition has turned into this lovely bit of deliciousness from
And this is my cake…choc cake, w/ choc whipped cream frosting and filling, w/ choc shavings on the outside…Mmmmmm