Happy Birthday, Josh!

Last night, we kicked off celebrating Josh's birthday by going to see The Kids in the Hall at the Orpheum downtown. The Kids in the Hall are a Canadian comedy troupe (with, in my opinion, Monty Python-esque humor) that had a cult following in the early 90s. If you haven't heard of them, you may know one of their members, Dave Foley, who used to be in Newsradio. (Josh's favorite, classic KITH sketch, if you're interested, is "I Lost My Indian Drum." I didn't really laugh the first time I saw it, but hearing Josh reenact it is pretty funny.)

The Orpheum is so pretty! Kind of Art Deco mixed with a Phantom of the Opera vibe. Here is a pic I snagged from their website:

The show was funny. Josh said it best. It's funny at the time, but it gets funnier the more you think about it after-the-fact. The most noteworthy part of the show, however, was the audience. Everyone in the crowd was about our age, or maybe 3-5 years older. And man, we are all old. Most were sporting the same sort of hipster gear from high school: tattoos, funky glasses, blazers, spiked colored hair. But, it was weird seeing it on all these grown adults. I sat in my seat, looked around the theater, and couldn't help but feel that I was sitting in a high school assembly, only ten to fifteen years had passed. It was pretty surreal.

This morning, I woke up early(ish) and made the birthday boy breakfast. I was most proud of the lemon currant scones baked this morning by yours truly. They turned out really well! Crumbly and crunchy with a bit of lemon zest.

After breakfast was finished, Josh curled up on the couch to veg (or, more accurately sleep) in front of the TV while I made the birthday cake.

Josh had requested red velvet cake. I found a recipe and baked the cake part late last night. Please note that this is the first time, I think, that I have baked a cake entirely from scratch.

The batter turned out nice and, er, red (which I think is a good sign). :)

I didn't burn the three layers. Another good sign.


This morning, it was time for the cream cheese frosting. I was especially proud of it. It was so light and fluffy, but still tasted rich and delicious. I took a pic halfway through the frosting process . . .

Yum! I can't wait to slice into it!

We are headed out to start celebrating the birthday in a few hours. I am going to try and sneak a nap in before that . . . I'll be sure to bring the camera, and I am going to try and stay away from the Irish car bombs this time.