I think I’ve said it before on this blog but it needs repeating: I really am my mothers daughter. My sister and I were no more spoiled than your average upper middle class american kid (aka we were pretty spoiled) but our birthday parties were always above and beyond. Think clowns, and magicians, think 60-70 people. My mother loves to throw a party. And I have definitely inherited that trait. Be it our housewarming party, halloween party, or my birthday party, I love to decorate, bake, and plan. In the case of my birthday the excess isn’t even all for me; I really enjoy hosting parties that provide fun, food, and joy to my friends.