Now, anyone who has made a pinata before knows that you usually paper mache a balloon, add appendages, let it dry and paint/decorate before you cut into the hardened sphere to add the goods, usually candy. You then have to cover up any evidence of the operation. It is a bit of a process, but we were determined.
Things started out pretty rough. The first balloon we blew up popped when we tried to relocate a leg. The second ended in disaster when we tried to speed up the drying time. In retrospect we should have known it wasn't a good idea to bake the paper mache balloon in the oven. Graeme especially should have known; he has a B.Sc. whereas I have a BA and thus, can be excused. It remains a mystery whether the balloon popped because it got too close to the element or because of the expanding air inside.
Whatever the mechanism of injury was, it was clear we were going to have to be creative. For this, Rachel has to be given all the credit. Graeme and I were quite ready to give up, buy Leigh a gift card and call it a day, but Resourceful Rachel kept us on task. In the end we built the anteater's body out of a cut up pizza box and used the original paper mache tail and nose.
We think it turned out pretty awesome, if somewhat indestructible.From this point forward the photos get a little blurry... This is Leigh having a second try at smashing the anteater after we berated her for her weak first swing. It turns out that nobody could do much damage to this tank of a pinata, not even Adrian, though he did bend the broom stick and put a serious dent in Larlen's wall. (NB: Larlen = Leigh+Arlen)
In the end we decided to play a somewhat morbid version of the popular holiday present game, where by you tear the package open using a fork and knife whilst wearing oven mitts. I swear, it's a thing.
I think our pinata really cheered Leigh up on the eve of her 26th.
5 comments:
a ha ha haaaaa! 26! SHE'S SO OLD!!!! that pinata is AMAZING, guys. Take a bow.
I didn't realize that making the pinata was such a production! Or that I was so old.....
Thanks again for the awesome gift! And the dent in the wall. That's right. I'm blaming it on you.
Funny that you would think I am to blame for the dent in your wall. I wonder what gave you that impression.
I'm just going to go ahead and say it: is there anything Rachel can't do? Seriously Rachel, your competence knows no bounds.
ha ha! Impression. That's funny. That's a notch above most of my puns. I am sinking into a depression. (Just to be clear, those are supposed to be puns too. They are probably a bit of a stretch...)
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