In Which I Try To Give As Good As I Get

Last weekend ,my neighbor's daughter Sherron turned 16.

Her mother gave her a "Sweet Chanel" party. Apparently it's a thing?

There were mocktails, mini sliders, the most delicious black and white cupcakes, baked by an 11th grader, with the Chanel logo in white piped on the black frosting.

So they turned your teeth black. A 16 year old can pull it off.

I offered to do the flowers and after token reluctance she accepted.

She brought me 7 ivy bowls, oplascent stones, a narrow black ribbon ,24 white roses of a dubious nature called Virginia and 10 stems of pretty white floribunda roses.

After placing stones in bowls, taping them with clear florists tape and adding the roses I got to the fun part, the icing on the cupcake if you will.

I wandered around the garden picking anything blooming in white or what I decided could pass for black.

I had "black" heuchera leaves and nigella pods, babies breath, nigella, argostema in white and I threw in some lambs ears because I could.

I tied the bowls with the sparkly black ribbon and ordered myself some Thai food.

Which burnt the hell out of my tongue but did not discolor it.

The party was held in Maryland so I missed the fun.

But they brought me back a cupcake and after Sunday lunch I divided it between 4 adults.

Verdict: melts in your mouth, and on your teeth.

Happy Birthday Sherron from your ghoulish looking neighbor.