Victoria woke up with a sneeze. Today was her birthday! She was going to have a lot of fun today. First, she would dress up in a pair of UGGs and a camisole. Then, she would run downstairs to see if the boudoir was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited one of her closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend five hours playing fun games like dominos and ring around the rosie. Her mom was planning to make plenty of prune pudding and cherries jubilee for everyone. Victoria would try to blow out all three candles on the amber and brown cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Victoria would be opening her gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a diamond! She hoped it would be an excellent diamond. Her friend LaDue had said he would give her a dictionary, and her wife always gave her cool stuff like the rose she gave her last year. Victoria could hardly wait!
She glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a thunderstorm was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. She looked in her closet for her pair of UGGs. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from her day at the trail. She would have to wear a birthday suit instead. She didn't really care, as long as she could still wear her camisole.
She skittered downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like mushrooms. Her mom was standing there with a melon baller in her hand. "Happy Birthday Honey!" she said with a grimace.
"Hi Mommy!" Victoria replied frenetically. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the prune pudding," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra turmeric. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Victoria replied fondly. "Do we have the cherries jubilee ready?"
"I'm going to wait until three o'clock to start that," her mother replied sleepily. "It only has to smoke for eighty-four minutes."
"Okay," Victoria replied neatly. "I'm gonna go to the boudoir."
"First, young lady, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some enchiladas in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the boudoir first?" she begged.
"It looks just like it always does," her mother replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Victoria responded, as she sat down to her enchiladas. "Let's hang lots of chartreuse balloons and cover the buffet and the cash register with camouflage crepe paper."
"That's fine," said her mother shakily. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite singer, Gretchen Fields. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a dish cloth."
"Wild," Victoria responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Mother with a hoot. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."