23-VIII-1982.
Our third common birthday - Go is now three, I'm twenty seven years old.
She enjoyed helping mom make the cake. Nice series of shots, both my beauties looking cute and pretty. In the end my mom came with a template cut out from baking paper, and shredded chocolate on a small-gauge grate, so the end product was three white hearts in a semicircle, with some curves below, and the candles, of course, in the middle.
Judging by the photos, it seems we held two separate sittings, or was it that Zorica came by later in the afternoon with her kid, as I see we sat in the kitchen then and had only cake. The main party was earlier in the afternoon, with a larger attendance - mine, hers, Arpi with Ružica, and one of the aunts from Germany, whichever happened to be present.
No special events, nothing happened, a normal regular kid's birthday, I even think I didn't have any need to cool off the tensions („to lower the ball“), everybody was at their best behavior. When I think how I spent the last one walking the perimeter as a guard and playing whole „Tubular bells“ in my head... eh. Much better this way.
We moved the kitchen table to the room, and extended it. Managed to sit everyone by putting Arpi, Oma and the aunt on the couch. I see there are three kinds of drink on the table - our local beer with the 1975 design of the label, some regular white wine, and a red Milion, the bubbly. She smoked Bond, using matches; I guess I had the škija but the tozna is nowhere in sight*. I still used the cheap thin tin gasoline lighter from Romania. Had about three of those and just went through them, they lasted about a year each.
The flatware is from Romania, including the beer mugs, ceramic without handle. The glasses are our better domestic ones and the so-called crystal glasses for the wine.
There's a shot of the incredible east-german stereo microphone sitting on top of my stereo (same Ei HSR receiver/amp and slovenian Toska record player, both second hand, v. 10-XI-1977.), where I guess I was trying to catch the atmosphere. Maybe not as much this party, but rather two years ago, as Go was learning to speak. And some of her talk I did record, but that went nowhere - the tape was the dumb ORWO, third grade at best, and in the end the tape recorder went out of commission before I could transfer the recordings to anything.
----
* of course it's not, didn't have one at the time. Wait two years.
Mentions: 10-XI-1977., Arpad Gunaroši (Arpi), Gorana Sredljević (Go), Oma, Ružica, škija, tozna, Zorica Škanata, in serbian
28-IV-2024 - 4-VIII-2025