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Friday, February 15, 2008

I Heart Dinner Parties!

For Valentine's Day, we had our traditional heart-shaped dinner. Now, last year, I made a heart pizza. I wanted to try something different this year but was vetoed by the Man, who happens to be addicted to my homemade pizza (See? He didn't just marry me for my good looks). The Co-ed quickly sided with the Man so I was out-voted. Our guests included Aunt Denise, the Co-ed and one of her roommates.

The Main course:


Made two because there were more people this year:



And the heart pears:


Drinks were in my new goblets, Sprite with cranberry ice cubes (got the tray from Ikea) As they melted, they turned the soda a really pretty pink color. The Boy spilled his after 2 minutes, which is why the kids got plastic cups. Here is how they looked at first:


For dessert, the kids had Cupid Cups. Mine did not turn out nearly as cute as the ones on the Kraft Foods website...dang chocolate hearts:


And the adults had this for dessert:


And no, those flowers are not rising from the top of the fountain...

We went between snacking on melty chocolate to playing on the Wii, to making the Co-ed feel uncomfortable...but I'd getting ahead of myself. Let me back up.

After dinner, we exchanged cards and small gifts. Then the kids got into jammies and we had family prayer. While I was getting the kids in bed, the Co-ed's phone rang. It was a boy she has been "just hanging out" with for a couple weeks. While she's trying to explain to him where she is at the moment, we're all shouting out that she should invite him over (so we could check him out, of course). She invites him. He accepts. Directions are given and the giggling commences. He arrives. We crank up the chocolate fountain and hand him a Wii remote. While the Co-ed and this poor guy play tennis, the rest of us are giggling at the table. Eventually, we change positions and everyone gets a chance to play (for the record, I totally smeared the Co-ed at bowling). After most of the goodies are gone, I turn off the chocolate fountain. With chocolate no longer freely flowing, our guests gather their coats and cards. Being a gentleman, he drives the Co-ed and her roommate home. But there's more...he may be back here with her for dinner on Sunday! Stay tuned!

**Edit...
I will have to ask the Co-ed's permission to post a picture.

10 comments:

Heather said...

I really need a picture of the co-ed so I can visualize all this.

Please.

By the way, Amelia grabbed things all day long then put her boots on and yelled Come on Mom! Let's go see insert your boy's name here!!

Talk about flirty.

Amanda said...

I agree with the picture thing:)

Did you e-mail Molly? YOU WON! And you only have 24 hours left to claim your prize:)

That fountain looks yummy----but all I can think of is the clean up...is it hard to clean up? And your homemade pizza looks REALLY YUMMY!

Jan said...

Loved everything. It looked so good and I heart it all.

Jessica G. said...

Amanda-I did email her! As soon as I got her email yesterday, I sent her my mailing address. My mouth is watering just thinking about the cupcakes!

Amanda said...

I didn't know...I just assumed since you had not posted on her her blog about being the winner that you had not! I should not assume things:)

Kristie said...

What a great looking dinner!! Wanna come and make one for me sometime? I love those ice cubes!!!! I hope that the co-ed says yes to the picture, I would love to see one!

Jill said...

CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN!!!!!!

mmmmmmmmmm

I might just have to get me one of those.

Can't wait to hear the rest of the story.........

BkenneyBme said...

MMMMMMMMMMM.....that looks so good. You always go the extra mile to make sure you have this or that (for example the red heart ice cubes) which makes it extra special. I need to take lessons.

Debi said...

Sounds like cupid was shooting his arrows around your house on Valentine's Day. :)

Jen said...

So you have to email me the picture if she does not agree to letting you post it.

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