Because I’m a Harry Potter Loving Bad Ass (Arse?)

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This year as my birthday draws closer I found myself sitting in a corner and questioning why this was happening to me. Why? Why me? Why now? WHY? Always going back to the why. Why, why, why? And then I realised it’s because I’m a bad ass (arse since I am English?) and that getting older is actually quite epic.

And though my birthday isn’t for a few days yet, my family and I celebrated over the weekend and marked this occasion with a party which I thought would be normal. Instead when I came home from work I found that Doctor Sister had turned the whole house into Hogwarts and that my party would be Harry Potter themed.

As I passed through Platform 9 ¾ I entered Hogwarts. Pretty sure at this point all my dreams came true and I died a little bit inside from happiness.

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IMG_2009.JPGThe sheer amount of stuff in Honeydukes blew my mind. As our Dad is a vegan sister only ever makes vegan food and her vegan cakes are to die for. I had a vegan pumpkin skull cake (SKULL!) with tofu icing and a cashew nut cheese cake. When people found out they were vegan they were all amazed.IMG_1963.JPG

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The potion class was sheer genius on Sister’s part. Every bottle had been relabeled and shots were separated into ‘poison’ or ‘antidote’ depending on if they were alcoholic or not.

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Before the evening was over everyone had a go in the hat and glasses and frame (my sister is an actual genius) and everyone left knowing that this was one of the most epic parties ever. For me, this birthday is one I will never, ever forget.

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