Sunday, February 21, 2010

Let them eat cake

It's not just cake, it's birthday cake and there is a difference. After watching my other weekend birthday plans disintegrate I holed myself up under a blanket at home for 3 days straight. By Sunday evening I was hallucinating about winning the Gold medal in women's curling, or you might just say getting a little stir crazy. Yeah, that's less embarrassing. BD agreed to let me out for a few hours to play with my family and so I could finally have my birthday cake and eat it too. I strongly believe that all that matters on your birthday is that you get to eat cake. Your birthday hasn't officially happened until you have blown out your candles. Despite this WICKED cough I've been battling I did have a wonderful birthday weekend and felt incredibly loved by family and friends. I feel spoiled by them all, which I suppose is exactly how you are supposed to feel on your birthday. Mission accomplished.



Two Wheeler said...

Mmmm, cake.

Happy Birthday honey!

C*K*J said...

Birthday Cake makes everything seem better! I hope you are feeling much, much better today!

Alicia said...

i havent joined the blog world yet but i am definately one of your "blalkers" hahha such a cute blog gina... & a slice of wacky cake sounds delicious right about now