Showing posts with label birthday parties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday parties. Show all posts

Saturday, July 4, 2020

COVID-19 has blown out our birthday candles

Val and grandkids on her 65th birthday
It is a birthday celebration! Time to blow out the candles on a fancy birthday cake, gently spraying the cake with our saliva and germs. 

And in some cases, we moisten the cake with the combined saliva and germs of other family members or friends who are celebrating on the same day. 

The late-night musings of my overactive mind.

It really is an odd custom, but until COVID-19 came along to dramatically alter our world and our lives, no one even gave it a thought. It's what you did. Make a wish and lather your birthday cake with your germs.

Celebrating Val's 75th on a road trip
Val and family, celebrating her 75th
Or in the case of some children's parties - particularly in Mexico - the kid's face is shoved into the cake, then the remains are served to the guests. 

Yum; skin cells, eyelashes, and assorted fluids.

Searching back through my collection of photographs, I found lots of fun memories captured in time. 
One of my all-time favourites is a rare photo from my third birthday and my oldest sister, Valdine, helping me blow out my candles. 

I was the fourth and last daughter. By the time I came along, Mom and Dad were so over the photo-taking mania. Hundreds of photos of the oldest child, a little less with the second baby, even less with the third youngster, and practically non-existent with the last kid. Lynda who? 

My 3rd birthday with my sister Val

This weekend, we are celebrating my sister's 80th birthday, in a socially responsible way, outdoors in my niece's large yard. I am looking forward to visiting with nieces and their spouses, great-nieces, and great-nephews, plus our combined collection of doggies and one very large cat. 

But late last night, I got to thinking. What about her birthday cake? How is my sister going to handle that one? 

How do you blow out candles wearing a face mask? And who would want to eat a cake that has been decorated with germs? And if you don't blow out the birthday candles, do you still get to
Thomas the Cat, on his 16th birthday
 make a wish? It's a conundrum. 

If I owned a birthday candle manufacturing company, I would be very worried about the future. 

The colourful paper plates, napkins, and balloons will probably have a future in our post-COVID-19 lives, but birthday candles? I think they will, in time, disappear from the retailers. Retailers can't afford to stock an item that no one wants. COVID-19 has blown the fun out of life.

Happy 80th Birthday to my sister Valdine, with love from your annoying baby sister. I am so pleased that we can still infect our birthday cakes together. 

Val on her 50th birthday




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Friday, July 5, 2013

Piñatas – upping the fun factor at a fiesta

Barlow the Birthday Boy takes a turn
“Batter up!” Oh, wait; wrong culture. 

Taking a careful and considered aim with a brightly decorated stick, the birthday boy swung hard at the piñata. Thud! It sailed into the air, dented, but intact. A family friend manipulated a rope and pulley system, tethering the piñata. His experienced hands jiggled it, pulling it higher, dropping it back down, taunting, teasing. 

Come on!  Hit it.  Hit it. The crowd clapping and singing: Dale! Dale! Dale! 



Paul teasing the older kids with the height
With giggles and shrieks of laughter, a couple of dozen small but very enthusiastic hitters took turns bashing at not just one, but two, birthday piñatas. Bashing until the candy showered onto the ground, then diving into the pile to scoop up a share of the booty. It was a hilarious sight. 

Most of the parents of the various youngsters were also at the birthday party. When I was of birthday party age, I don’t remember my parents attending any festivities involving shrieking, over-sugared children. They wisely said they had to work, or were busy with chores, or doing something really important.  Any excuse would do. Here it’s a festive family affair.

Oscar - putting up the second piñata
Colourful piñatas in fanciful shapes are the centrepieces of birthdays and celebrations in Mexico and most of Latin America. The idea is thought to have originated in China, but many countries, such as India, the Philippines, Japan, and even Denmark, have similar customs.  

In the thirteenth century, the famous explorer-traveller Marco Polo recorded the Chinese customs of covering pottery figures of cows or buffaloes with pretty papers and decorations. During the New Year’s festivities, the figures were struck with sticks, and good luck seeds were spilled on the ground. Over the centuries, the shapes of the containers and the rules for hitting the piñata have changed dramatically.


Woo-hoo - good hit!
Europeans eventually linked the piñata with Lenten celebrations. The first Sunday of Lent became Piñata Sunday, derived from the Italian word pignatta, meaning fragile pot. Traditional piñatas were originally made from a clay pot called la olla and stuffed with treats or fruits. The Lenten celebration slowly transformed into a fiesta, the Dance of the Piñata.

At the beginning of the 16th century, the Spanish missionaries brought their piñata traditions with them to the New World.  However, the Aztec priests already had a similar custom to honour the god of war, Huitzilopochtli. They placed a clay pot adorned with colourful feathers and filled with tiny treasures on a pole in the temple. When broken with a stick or club, the treasures fell to the feet of the god's image as an offering. Much later, the playful Mayans changed the piñata ceremony to a game where blindfolded players hit a clay pot suspended by a string.

A lady-like hitting style!
At the birthday party we attended, no one was blindfolded, and the piñata was manipulated with a rope and pulley, making it more difficult for the older children and easier for the really little ones.  As each person took a turn, the party guests sang a short song. When the song was finished, so was the hitter’s turn until everyone had a chance to bash the piñata. The turns were repeated until someone broke open the cavity containing the treats, spilling them on the ground. 

The laughter and giggles of the players made the day.  Piñatas are a great way to up the fun factor at a birthday party. 

The big payoff!  Candy!


Lawrie and his Spiderman cookie!
Hasta Luego          
Lynda and Lawrie

Here’s one version of the piñata song:
Dale, dale, dale,
no pierdas el tino;
Porque si lo pierdes
pierdes el camino. 
Ya le diste una,
ya le diste dos;
Ya le diste tres,
y tu tiempo se acabó


Hit it, hit it, hit it (or "go, go, go")
don’t lose your aim
because if you lose it (your aim)
you will lose the path. 
You've already hit it once
you’ve already hit it twice
you’ve already hit it three times
and your time is over


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