Epiphany on Skates–Of Death!
I believe in celebrating the “O” birthdays (40 in my case) in a big way. When you celebrate a January birthday in Indiana, a goal like this can be challenging. Weather is hardly ever on your side. We’d been planning an “Epiphany on Ice” party (an ice skating, but not necessarily a birthday party) for January for a few years now.
Then Duane said his sister had started a women’s roller derby team and that their first “bout” would be January 13. Knowing that it would be hard for some folks to resist that no matter what the weather was doing, I asked John if we could make that my party. He said yes, but suggested we fold the ice skating in, too. I loved that idea, and he and our friend Karen started planning.
We ended up with a progressive party–starting with ice skating at the Fair Grounds, then pizza at Marc and Karens, and then back to the Fair Grounds for the first bout of the Indianapolis Tornado Sirens. I wore my kitty hat, which was a big hit with the the ladies (ages 7-13). As I wobbled up the ramp to get on the ice, a little girl gasped in my direction and said “Is that a kitty hat?” I said, why yes it is. “I LOVE it,” she replied.
I think I enjoy being envied by little girls simply because there is no one else who will do it. There were many little girls to parade that hat in front of, since evidently all the ones in Indianapolis have their birthday parties at the skating rink, too. The kitty hat didn’t get me as many looks as the sparkly tiaras I got from Gayle, William, Thistle and Duane, Todd, Daniel and Mari (Yes two tiaras!! One really can’t have too many.).
Skating was a blast, but many of us decided we need to do it more than once a decade to get full enjoyment out of it. Duane, Mr. Practically-perfect-in-every-way, of course, took to the ice like a sobered-up Tara Lepinski. Very fun to watch.
We fueled up on pizza, cake and Twizzlers (my favorite candy) at Karen and Marc’s. John and I had gone to the Dollar Tree the night before to get party favors (my favorite was a video of “The Making of Left Behind, the Movie“). Mike took that one to protect every one else from seeing it. We gave the favors out then since not everyone could go to the Derby.
Let me tell you, this is the real deal. When I say we trounced the Nashville Rhythm and Bruise, I mean it literally and numerically. It was hard to photograph the action because everyone moved so fast. If it hadn’t been for Marc and Karen’s camera, no action would have been captured (I can’t find mine, again!).
Here we are post-victory laps with Lilly Whip (Duane’s sister Elizabeth) in the jersey on the left and her team mate Busty Sanchez (I suspect you can figure out where she is).
Our hosts and fellow planners, Karen and Marc, modeling their party favors–fuscia, sequined slippers and plastic arm guards.
My party man and me. John worked so hard to make this a great party, and by any measure it was. I cannot imagine a better way to turn Foh-ty.