We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

My Little Pain In The Ass

About 8 months ago Valentina had decided on a fireman birthday theme. I was so happy. I love it when she picks unusual (for a girl) birthdays.

Remember how her 2nd birthday was Shrek?

Her 3rd birthday was Disney Princess. This was the year sissy died and we decided to change her birthday to her referral date, February 16. For some reason we just don't feel like celebrating her birthday five days after the date sissy died.

Fourth birthday was Pirate, aaarrrrgggghhh!!!! I loved this theme for her. She also demanded that this party be a surprise party.

Last year, her 5th, was Strawberry Shortcake. Yawn.

So when Valentina told me she wanted a fireman birthday I was excited. I told her I could find out if we could have a REAL firetruck come by! I was all over that shit.

A few weeks ago she started mentioning she wanted a My Little Pony birthday. I kept hoping she would change her mind.

Nope. No go. So I'm stuck with a normal hum drum My Little Pony theme.

SSSCCRREECCHHH!!!! Beep! Beep! Beep! Back that truck up. This is MY daughter we're talking about. NOTHING is normal or hum drum about her.

A few days ago I looked online for some Pony cake ideas. I started to get excited because there are some really pretty ones. Yesterday morning I asked Valentina to pick one out. We scrolled through web page after web page of My Little Pony cakes.


"That one?" I asked, hoping like hell I was pointing out the wrong one.

"YES!!!! THAT'S THE ONE I WANT!" Valentina shrieked with delight.

Oooooohhhhhh ffffuuuuuddddgggggee. Only I wasn't saying fudge in my head.

Of course. My kid picks out the gaudiest My Little Pony cake that included a My Little Pony ferris wheel as a topper.

But, she had her heart set on it. The first thing I did was look for the ferris wheel online to make sure it was even available. Of course it wasn't. It had come out something like five years ago and to buy it new online was $50.

For a My Little Pony ferris wheel to go on top of a fucking ugly cake.

I did some quick looking around and lo and behold there was one on craigslist for $10! Norm was in a Saturday meeting and after a few frantic calls he came home an hour later with the necessary ferris wheel, ready to be cleaned up and bleached down.

But of course I can't leave that shit alone. Oh no. So this morning I pulled up wedding cakes, hoping Valentina would find something else prettier. I called her over and we looked at them. And looked at them. And looked some more.

"No, no, no, no. I want a Rainbow Dash cake!" she insisted. Ok, so I plug in "rainbow cakes" not knowing the horrors that waited for me.

"Oh, look at that one! That one is pretty! Oh, I like that one! Oooooh! Aaaahhhh! Asa, look at that one! And this is nice. WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! I LIKE THAT ONE! YES! THAT'S THE ONE I WANT! I DON'T WANT THE FERRIS WHEEL ONE ANYMORE! CAN I HAVE THAT ONE MOM? CAN I? CAN I? I CHANGED MY MIND!"

Why oh why did I have to do this to myself? I found myself wishing I had left ugly enough alone because now I'm stuck with a God awful rainbow cake that makes the ferris wheel cake look like a gorgeous masterpiece.

I'm tempted to look some more because I know she can't find an uglier cake now.

Or can she?