Tea time.

 Every year the Art Director

throws me a "themed" birthday bash.

You probably didn't know that.

I don't make a habit of husband-blogging about his fine

qualities because I prefer to save them for my own personal enjoyment.

But I would be remiss not to share because he really went out on a limb 

for this one.

This years theme was.... Downton Abbey.

It has been a regular topic of discussion amongst household.

So why not make a party of it?

The Invite

The Host, Kenneth the Butler

We didn't have a bell to ring for him so I used a harmonica.

The Guests

As you can see we are dressed in our finest 19th century frocks.

The Guest of Honor and the Burning of Atlanta

Kenneth the Butler "accidentally" purchased dynamite

instead of candles.  He was trying to "off" the lady of the house.

Perfectly scandalous.

It was quite an evening.

I am sort of wondering why I didn't take more pictures.

'Cause I am stupid peasant, that's why.

 But there was much frivolity and diversion to be had.

Thanks Husband and Fair Ladies for being good sports and

celebrating with me.