Especially if your late for Tea…
Many thanks to Sweet Vanessa of ‘A Fanciful Twist’,for cooking up this Mad Party!
Be sure to visit the other Mad Festivities happening right now at her Magical Wonderland. Click HERE to visit them all.
Now back to our Mad Tale in Wonder (What-were-they-Thinking)Land. The March Hare loves a good Tea Party but he’s very particular about promptness. So with the help of Mollymkun the Dormouse they planned a perfectly mad party.
Even brought in the Maypole, which the Mad Hatter hat-ed himself.
With plenty of
Lime-Aid Pishalver (shrinking potion), and Frosted Brownies Upelkuchen (growing cake) on hand for emergency use only.
And Mollymkun even happened to snatch one of the Red Queen’s cakes (Cherry Chip/Red Velvet) for the festivity. Better hope she doesn’t find out or the Dormouse will lose her head.
And before you know it the
crazy guests Gallymoggers arrived.
And the Queens Croquet Stick.
Some knew of the March Hare’s dislike for latecomers, others did not. Mallymkun could see the March Hare’s temper rising and she tried to calm him down.
Maybe she should share some of her favorite beverage with him.
But he wouldn’t be distracted and soon he came up with a madly, wicked idea. “Who’s to Say What is Proper?”
‘You’re All Late for Tea!’
And just like Our Mad, Mad, Mad Party Last Year, the Madness spread around the whole table. And within seconds the food was gone.
Some didn’t know what hit them.
Others were prepared.
I mean if someone had to throw something at you at least it was food.
Thankfully no one lost their heads, maybe because the Red Queen wasn’t invited, but still, that’s saying something. No one really wants to lose their head.
And after the food quit flying, the crazies entertained each other with a nice Futterwacken around the maypole.
Many, many thanks to all who participated in our Mad Tea
Food Fight Party. For it is a true friend who can still love you after you subject him to such lunacy.
Have I gone Mad? Why yes, but I’ll let you in on a little secret. All the best people are.
And with that
Lea Alice bid’s you farewell – until next time. Thanks for stopping by.