Kelly woke up with a death glare. Today was her birthday! She was going to have a lot of fun today. First, she would dress up in a jerkin and a maxi skirt. Then, she would run downstairs to see if the parlor was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited twenty-one of her closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend six hours playing fun games like Cootie and Russian roulette. Her dad was planning to make plenty of omelet and cabbage for everyone. Kelly would try to blow out all thirty-five candles on the ivory and olive drab cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Kelly would be opening her gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a towel! She hoped it would be a bizarre towel. Her friend Vicki had said she would give her a cotton ball, and her sister always gave her cool stuff like the can of soup she gave her last year. Kelly could hardly wait!
She glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a hot, sunny day was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. She looked in her closet for her jerkin. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from her day at the garden. She would have to wear a blazer instead. She didn't really care, as long as she could still wear her maxi skirt.
She tumbled downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like whiskey. Her dad was standing there with a sharp knife in his hand. "Happy Birthday Honey!" he said with a raspberry.
"Hi Daddy!" Kelly replied valiantly. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the omelet," he replied. "I decided to make it with extra grated sharp cheddar cheese. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Kelly replied lickety-split. "Do we have the cabbage ready?"
"I'm going to wait until ten o'clock to start that," her father replied glibly. "It only has to whirl for sixteen minutes."
"Okay," Kelly replied admiringly. "I'm gonna go to the parlor."
"First, young lady, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some wienerschnitzel in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the parlor first?" she begged.
"It looks just like it always does," her father replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Kelly responded, as she sat down to her wienerschnitzel. "Let's hang lots of fuchsia balloons and cover the table and the ping-pong table with aquamarine crepe paper."
"That's fine," said her father ferociously. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Alisa Parsons. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a slotted spoon."
"I doubt it," Kelly responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Father with a sneeze. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."