Win

It was a win. A smashing success. The birthday boys were thrilled, and their friends equally so. The DQ said that she is giving me "the academy award of party making". ;) And I'll take it.

A few days after the party, I am still breathing a long exhalation...coming down slowly. The house is getting put back together bit by bit (we had family guests for several days, as well as the party), and we are all very, very quiet...all partied out, all peopled out, but pleased.

The cake. The cake! It turned out. I was relieved and so happy!



It was big & impressive. There were oohs and aahs, and "this is the best cake you've ever made, mom!". The marshmallow fondant was easy and fun to work with, and tasted great. I will definitely be using it again.

The pinata was much less cooperative. I just didn't give myself enough time, and it had to be rushed along at every stage, which resulted in a lumpy, off kilter sphere and a slap & dash paint job, but it didn't matter. Smashing it to bits was one of the highlights of the party! The boys were laughing & screaming so loud my ears are still ringing.


The bulk of the party was spent "watching" Return of the Jedi (we had set up an online poll so that our guests could vote on which Star Wars movie they most wanted to see), down in our new "teenager room" (we made a hang out room for E&L as part of their b-day present, affectionately referred to as the Teenager Room, because ya know 10 year olds are pre-teens which is almost a teenager, so really they are practically teenagers right now, as explained to us by Elliot).



There was little actual movie watching going on. It was a lot of sounding of barbaric YAWPs and light saber fighting, while the DH manned the bar at the Mos Eisley Cantina, serving up drinks like shaken Bantha Milk, Jabba's Gork Bowl and Mustafar Lava. The drinks were a huge hit and the bar was hoppin'. Then when everyone was really, really hyped up on sugar we came upstairs for supper (homemade Pizza the Hutt and Boba Fettuccine!), presents, pinata and cake, then back down for the tail end of the movie and a couple more rounds from the Cantina. They were having such a good time we had one guy call his mom unbeknownst to us and tell her not to come & pick him up until much later. We eventually got everyone back out the door and put two very tired, but very happy almost-pre-teen-teenagers to bed.

At which point the grown ups added something a little stiffer to those Mos Eisley Cantina drinks. ;)