School is cancelled because of the snow, and Wayne is working from home.
I wanted to tell what really happened on Tara's birthday, Sat. Jan. 30. She had slept over at Shelby's house Friday night, and she knew she would be snowed in. We told her she wouldn't be able to come home until after the streets were safe to drive on, and she said she was fine with not seeing us on her birthday.
We did our own thing on Saturday, figuring her birthday celebration would happen in a few days, and that we wouldn't see her that day. Then at 3:30 pm, she called and said she wanted to come home. The roads were terrible, and we wouldn't let her drive, so Wayne drove slowly over there to get her, and we left the van there.
She arrived home, and suddenly we were faced with the fact that we needed to celebrate her birthday. Yikes! So Wayne walked to the grocery store (we live very close to a shopping center) and bought 4 single serving Chocolate Lava cakes. (We knew we were having her real birthday cake the next day, and didn't want to bake another cake, since Wayne and I are trying to lose weight.)
Tara said she had already eaten too much junk food that day, and had just eaten a large Hershey bar that she had received from a friend for her birthday, and said she didn't want any Lava Cake. Wayne, Zac, and I wanted ours, though.
We wanted to give her the presents, and didn't feel right to open presents without blowing out candles. So the three of us had our cakes, and since Tara had no cake, she held ONE LIGHTED CANDLE while we sang Happy Birthday to her. I had not wrapped the presents, so I grabbed some blankets and wrapped each present in a blanket, so she could unwrap them.
She said that was the most pitiful birthday she had ever seen. She was laughing so hard she couldn't blow out the candle.
Pitiful, yes. Typical birthday at our house, also yes.
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