Birthday!

Today is Ashley's mom Birthday and we all decided to help out and make her a grand party. Well, not so much as a GRAND party, because Aunt Jeannette is quite a private person, but we all set out to do something she really likes!

I decided *I*, yours truly, would be making the cake. I was glad to be back in Canada, down in the Vancouver Delton Residence as we all got ready for the very private but quite CHICK bday party.

"I don't understand how you can like cooking that much!" Ash was lying in the couch behind me.

I was wearing the cutest apron and was partially covered in cream as I readied the last details of the cake. It had two layers and was covered in pink coated sugar with very pretty small white flower, lily designs.

"I love cooking! It's relaxing and when it's good, you get to see people enjoy something you've made. Like today! I'm sure you'll all love it because I made it with tons of love!" I smiled.

Ash crept from behind me and almost took a bit of the cream. "NONE of that!"

"Oh come on, just the tiniest bit!"

"No WAY! I won't have you touching my piece of art. Besides, the nutella is part of the FILLING. Knowing you, you'd dig your hand into it without minding that it would turn off with a big whole later!"

"OF COURSE I Wouldn't! I'm NOT a kid! In fact, I'm a married woman, you should totally respect me."

"You're 22, you could be married to a Sultan, and you'd still do something as childish as screw my cake. So away with you or I'll call Rink and have HIM put you in your place."

She flushed, glaring at me. "He wouldn't... put me... in my...." She flushed even brighter "Screw that. Forget about that cake. What can I do then, to help?" She stood up with all her innate arrogance and directed her incredibly intense stare at me, green eyes slightly annoyed.

I laughed. "Everything's ready here. If we have the balloons and the decorations in the house, I think it's pretty much ready. Your mom will love this!"

"Yeah, I think she will."

She took a little list out. "I'm glad I married Rink for a grand variety of reasons, but I love the fact that he's taken his sweet time to plan so many details of this all."

"You should be grateful. Very. Alright! All done." I stared proudly at the cake. "Aw. I know Marie would be so proud of me."

"I'm sure she would, now if I only had a taste......"

As we reached the Vasser mansion (where literally you feel like you're entering a movie), everything was beautifully decorated. It seemed like the stage of ball! I had helped with some of decorations, but mostly, my gift had been the dress Aunt Jeannette was wearing. Simple at a first glance, but it was made with the best of fabrics, colored black so as to bring out how regal she is. It had two tails that fell graciously to the floor, which were made from silk. Strapless and accompanied by Swaroski crystals, she looked like a real queen. She was so happy it practically oozed from her pores. Owen, Ash's dad, was also wearing a suit and quite lovingly holding his wife.

Though a "small" dinner party. There were a lot of people of the industry business. We all summed up to nearly 40 people.

We had an extraordinary time. And now I'm watching Miss Universe! Oh yes, my Critic eye is READY to gossip!