Hagit woke up with a grin. Today was her birthday! She was going to have a lot of fun today. First, she would dress up in a blouse and a thong. Then, she would run downstairs to see if the bathroom was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited eighteen of her closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend two hours playing fun games like solitaire and badminton. Her dad was planning to make plenty of Swiss cheese and banana split for everyone. Hagit would try to blow out all twenty-four candles on the forest green and lavender cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Hagit would be opening her gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a rope! She hoped it would be a cotton rope. Her friend Hilda had said she would give her an amulet, and her mentor always gave her cool stuff like the whoopee cushion she gave her last year. Hagit could hardly wait!
She glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a sleet storm was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. She looked in her closet for her blouse. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from her day at the buffalo wallow. She would have to wear a pair of ear muffs instead. She didn't really care, as long as she could still wear her thong.
She jogged downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like Old Spice. Her dad was standing there with a bare foot in his hand. "Happy Birthday Honey!" he said with a glare.
"Hi Daddy!" Hagit replied viciously. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the Swiss cheese," he replied. "I decided to make it with extra bread crumbs. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Hagit replied fearlessly. "Do we have the banana split ready?"
"I'm going to wait until eight o'clock to start that," her father replied gratefully. "It only has to allow to rise in warm place for several hours for sixty-nine minutes."
"Okay," Hagit replied fervently. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom."
"First, young lady, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some sushi in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the bathroom 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," Hagit responded, as she sat down to her sushi. "Let's hang lots of violet balloons and cover the ottoman and the china cabinet with chocolate brown crepe paper."
"That's fine," said her father urgently. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Iggy Clinton. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a meat thermometer."
"Holy Mother of Petunias," Hagit responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Father with a titter. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."