It's Not a Party Unless You Go Home with Confetti in Your Underwear.
We had about 75 birthday partiers over on Saturday to celebrate the Hurricane. And I venture to bet that most went home to discoverpiñata guts in their undergarments. I know I did.
posted by Girl con Queso at 8:44 PM
14 Comments:
Best EVER.
And, those cookies look AMAZING.
Now I want to do that ...
I want frosting blue enough to paint tongues too! Looks like a great party.
Holy cow, 75?!! You are brave. BRAVE.
That cake looked awesome.
Looks like fun! And its all about the blue tongue.
So bummed I missed it but am looking forward to cashing in my raincheck (hurricane check?) this weekend!!
No, no. Not at all Queso-ita. I'm not offended that my invitation didn't come. That my tongue wasn't blue. I mean, I was out of town anyway, that's probably what you were thinking. Oh wait, or is it that Texas/California thing?
Will there be more party pics on the Hurricane's official site?
Yes, I will. Eventually. Tonight. No tomorrow. Yeah. Tomorrow. And we have tons of them. Tons. Lots of shots of lots of different people (who didn't get posted here, so as to protect the guilty and all.) And. Sorry for the delay.
Wow, looks like everyone had a blast! A party really isn't a party until you break out the pinata, that's what I say!
Those cookies are freaking fantastic!
And you had 75 people come to your house? You still aren't sober are you?
the hurricane is precious, and so handsome! love the confetti remains. a sure sign of a great party.
That's just too funny! Here from bub and pie
Mary, mom to many
75!! Oh my, I don't know if I could think of 75 people to invite to a birthday party. :) I love the cake. And he's the cutest little Hurricane!
that is funny!!! only thing I find in my underwear are ticks. perks of living in the woods.
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