I mean, look at that. I threw as much crap at it as I could stand. I
made a pedestal out of an overturned salad bowl, flung fake rose petals
on it, and covered it with all the Sandra related stuff I could scrounge
up. And yet, there’s still room for the food.
I am a failure.
A few things to point out—while you can’t see her, Sandra Lee Barbie
from last year is perched inside the memoir, but wearing a new red and
white outfit to match this year’s theme. The heart shaped votive holders
were 2 for $1 in the discount section of Target, where I also got the
red plastic table cloth. The sheer is made from regular old mosquito
netting curtain that I had lying around the house. I didn’t even finish
the edges—if you could see the bottom of it, you’d notice the pocket for
the curtain rod.
If you haven’t guessed already, we had another ,
roughly a year after the first such endeavor. This year was worse in
some ways and better in others.
http://jordanbaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/aint-no-party-like-sandra-party-cause.html
BWAAAA!HA!HA!HA!HAAAAAA!!!! Classic and hysterical! I'm **so** glad
I wasn't drinking/eating anything when I read this!
Thank you!
Mare