I think The Little Mermaid is probably my favorite Disney movie – mostly because of the music. That movie has an awesome soundtrack.
I was ten when it came out. I had the cassette tape (might there be people reading this who don’t know what cassettes are – am I that old?!) and I spent hours belting out Part Of Your World along with Ariel. I also spent hours perfecting my routine to go along with Debbie Gibson‘s Electric Youth on my swing set, but that is a story for another time. This post is about The Little Mermaid!
Well, it’s actually about the cupcakes I made for an adorable little girl who is having a Little Mermaid themed birthday party! I wish that I were talented enough to make fancy Ariel and Sebastian figurines out of fondant to use as cupcake toppers but I’m not so I bought Little Mermaid cupcake liners and made little sea creatures out of melting chocolates.
In January my friend’s son had his first birthday. I made the cake, cupcakes and cookie favors. I will share some pics of those with you shortly, but first some other firsts…
The first time I laid eyes on my all time favorite stuffed animal, my Bedtime Bear Care Bear..
I was 4. I am now 32. I cannot sleep without that bear under my arm.
My first time operating heavy machinery…
My first pet, our dog Britt…
He was awesome. He loved pizza crusts. He would beg for one, we would oblige, he would run with it into another room and then run back to beg for another. We figured he was scarfing them down but he was actually depositing them into a pile behind my dad’s recliner.
My first car was a 1986 Ford Thunderbird. For some reason it was dubbed the Thunderchicken. For some other reason, I don’t seem to have any pictures of it.
My first concert…No, it wasn’t New Kids on the Block or Debbie Gibson (although my first ever perfume was Electric Youth). My first concert was the WDRE Fest – June 2, 1996. Here was the lineup: No Doubt, 311, Filter, Toadies, Cracker, Fishbone, Gravity Kills, The Nixons, God Lives Underwater and Spin Doctors. I’d say that was a damn good first concert. My first “classic rock” show (At the time, this referenced music from the 60’s and 70’s. Apparently now classic rock includes bands that I grew up listening to, like Bon Jovi, which means I am officially old) followed two months later.
I was sixteen and I went with my mom. The bands were Iron Butterfly and Foghat. I watched women with a good ten years on my mother, women who looked like they could have been my teachers at school, screaming like teenagers and rushing the stage trying to grab the drummer from Foghat’s ass. It was a good time.
The first time I was a bridesmaid (sharing this one because I LOVED my hair!)…
First time I ever saw the Pacific Ocean…
There are some firsts that thankfully went undocumented… The first time I threw up from drinking too much (Mad Dog 20/20 Orange – it will never again pass my lips), the first time I was called Ma’am, the first (and only) time I watched the movie Twilight (I still have nightmares about the bad acting…”Your hand, it’s so cold!”).
Then there was the little man’s first birthday. It was my first time making a crown shaped cake! They had chosen a prince theme so I also made cupcakes with blue chocolate crowns on top and of course, I made #1 cookies.
AJ has many, many firsts ahead and despite my ever advancing age, hopefully I do too!