There was even a cake made into a dunun - the drums I play. They're cylindrical and played on their sides. Strong hand pounds drum with stick while weak hand plays a different bell pattern atop the drum. THE CAKE WAS A DUNUN!!! And guess who got the bell?
Lots of friends came to smile and dance and, when it came time to blow out the candles, I wished for world peace co's I always wish for that.
It's all I really want.
Michael gave me some mudcloth from Africa which splattered my brain in 10 directions. It is my favorite fabric on earth!
Are there any tailors/seamstresses out there?
Thanks to all for the yummy word feast!
I smiled like a daft all the live long day....