We were going to go somewhere with a balloon drop and I had my heart set on it. J went to the dollar store and got 50 balloons to amuse his crazy wife. If I had some higher ceilings we could have really made it a party, but we had to make due with the normal ceilings that I have. We already had some painters tape and plastic table cloths, what more can it take. (Originally I was going to tack up the plastic. That would have been funny when it fell down. Luckily my husband actually has a brain and suggested I think of a different method.)
So we blew up balloons until our cheeks tingled and I used more tape than we thought was necessary. And here are the results. Is it weird if I am hoping someone pins this crap on Pinterest. It was freaking genius.
The three dollar balloon drop.
And when we let it rip, it looked like this:
Here are some other pictures from New Years.
Jon and I are off for a date night down town tomorrow. Birthday/Anniversary/Christmas present all rolled into one. Yes please.