My 31st Birthday Cake Smash

You know the photos. The cake smash for baby's first year? Never seen 'em? Sure you have!

So on baby's first birthday you're supposed to let them feed themselves their cake and allow them smash and smoosh it until there's nothing left and then they cry becuase they destroyed the cake. You take a few photos of the moment and there ya go. 

So now-a-days that's just not good enough for most parents. They STAGE the cake smashing. They buy their baby a special outfit and $50 cake and take them to a professional photographer who will capture this o-so special moment the RIGHT way. A genuine cake smash performed a month before their first birthday. The photos are always cute but I feel it's a terrible waste of money. So yeah... there's my take on that.

Anywho, I saw someone share an article on Facebook about a woman who did a cake smash photo session for her 30th birthday and I was super inspired. The photos were great but the woman in the photos didn't really look like she was having fun - she looking kind of bored and didn't really GET IN THERE you know what I mean? Her hands were barely in the icing. You gotta GET IIIIIN THERE. SMOOOOSH... WOOOORK IT.

It was ridiculously windy outside and overcast as well. There was just no way I could have done these photos outside successfully. We opened the blinds in the bedroom and tried several different angles that would give us the best lighting. The black and white photos were the ones that didn't do well with lighting editing so used a filter on Pic Monkey to try to hide how poorly the photos came out.

And wine! What's a birthday without wine!

But it's never cool when the wine runs out. 

My birthday is on the 18th and I don't have any plans! Boo!

Any suggestions?

What does one do for a 31st birthday?

Try, try again!

Sooooooooo HOWDY!

I took a couple weeks off from here to you know... do things that didn't involve this blog.

Hiking in Laos, vegetarian mud wrestling, rodent taxidermy. You know - the usual.

Saturday me and the fam went to our town's second attempt at a food truck festival. Sigh. These people just don't get it but at least they're trying. Last time there were four vendors - this time there were about 15.

There was vegan (which is almost unheard of here), waaaaay too many barbecue vendors as usual, Indian/Thai fusion and authentic Mexican.

I started off with vegan tacos and the husband got pork tacos from a different truck.

At a different booth we got these three tacos below: chorizo, lengua (beef tongue) and cow's head.

Sounds gross but I like to try new things but feeling the texture of a cows tongue on my tongue kind grossed me out a bit. I'll eat just about anything but just because it's a tongue doesn't mean it has too look and feel like it. Grind the crap up!

The vegan tacos were fine -  I just wish the fried tofu was a seasoned with a little salt and lime or something... maybe a little shrimp? No... add some fish? Oh. Never mind.

A local high school band was out there to provide a little entertainment.

And here are my babies!

And yeah. Um, that's it.

So what'd you fine folks do this weekend?

Besides the festival I've been trying out just using cornstarch and baking soda in coconut oil as a natural deodorant. I'm not near as funky as I thought I'd be but dadgummit it's giving me a rash and my pits are on fire.

Time to go ice my pits, ya'll! See ya!