Wednesday, September 14, 2011
60th Birthday False Alarm
My father celebrated his 60th birthday over Labor Day weekend. The hubby and I loaded up the minivan with boys, a set of golf clubs, and a dog for the trek to the Sandhills. The plan was to celebrate with friends and a barbecue of smoked ribs.
We did get our smoke, enough to ignite the beeping and screeching fire alarms in the house. It wasn't the ribs on fire, it was the cake....
Literally, the cake was blazing. Next time Mom and I will wait to light the candles until everyone is ready.