Party

Yesterday was Jayt's birthday. One of her family's traditions is to have cake for breakfast, so I was up late baking the night before. I attempted to make them look like breakfast foods, but a failure to check for food coloring before shopping resulted in "eggs" with blue yolk.

In the afternoon, I went to the Antiverse (as opposed to "universe") Arts Market. It was located down an alley, in a squatted warehouse teeming with hippie punks. Just as I arrived, a man stepped on stage and started to perform tricks. He did some hat juggling and told jokes. Then he was assisted into a straight jacket, had a hat lit on fire and placed on his foot, after which he kicked the flaming hat into the air and caught it on his head. He escaped from the straight jacket and swallowed a curved blade sword for his last trick.

Jayt and I wandered around the market for a while. In a hippie fashion, there was free dumpstered food to eat and fabric flowers adorned a swing that hung from the rafters. The more punk aspects included a DIY tattoo station and numerous anarchist zines.

After the market, we went to a thrift store down the road in search of outfits to wear to prom next week. While I was perusing through racks of evening gowns, Scarlet and Erin came into the store looking for dresses as well. That night we were hosting a party. With the newly acquired dresses, we decided to make it a formal event.

Preparing for the party was incredibly fun. It had been secret project for the week, involving sneaking around three housemates and several late nights of work.

On Friday, after trolling up and down Sydney Road for supplies from all of the little random goods stores, I was so excited about the balloons that I inflated one as I was walking home--which made many other pedestrians stare and smile. Over the course of 24 hours, I think I got relatively good at the craft.

Hiding the pinata from Jayt was difficult. I had to move it from place to place, depending on when she would be home and where she may or may not go within our house. Considering how massive the dinosaur ended up, moving it became more difficult as the project continued. In the end it was hidden in my closet for everyone to find as the finale for the treasure hunt.

People were hesitant to whack the dinosaur. (I think this was because they were impressed by the craftsmanship.) After it was broken open, Jayt slipped inside the opening and wore it as a costume. Then we lit sparklers and ate cake.