It should be a National Holiday*
(with all due deference to NewMexiKen’s decision that today *isn’t* a candidate for National Holiday. Damn Domenici for busting up my day!)
And on this day, a Karen was born, and it was good.
Until she grew up a little and her family would beg to differ…
So when I was little, my mom was always willing to make whatever cake or pie the birthday kid wanted. I usually chose a cake, a chocolate chip cake. My mom would whip it up out of a box and it was oh so yuuuum. It felt special to have the cake made just for me.
In honor of the kindness my mother showed me all those years, I decided to make my own cake for myself this year.
Mom, you’ll note my layer cake is about as even as all the ones you and I made over the years.
Though in my defense, The Good Man and I have discovered our home on a hill built in the early 1940’s isn’t exactly level anymore. Doors don’t stay open (or closed, depending) and my two layer of cake came out of the oven looking less like a square and more like a right-angled triangle. Can one work a Pythagorean theorem on a cake?
But as I’ve learned over the years, frosting can make up for a multitude of sins. And add a few too.
Last night on Birthday Eve, I endulged in a slab of cake. Not a piece, a slab. And it was gooooooood. Chocolate with vanilla frosting. Yes please!
And I am planning to celebrate even more. I’ve shaken off the birthday blues and enjoying the day. I even scored a few presents at work. How ’bout that!
Looking forward to the surprises The Good Man has in store.
¡Feliz Cumpleaños para ME!
Oh, an update for the folks who have asked about the progress of Plastic Surgery Kitty.
She’s healing really well.
Here’s a photo from this morning:
The last of the scab came off last night and the wound has healed nicely, is pink and healthy. Looks like she’s come through it just fine! Much better photo than the last one I posted, huh?
Hooray birthdays and kittens! Hooray cake and presents! Us Taurens (Tauruses?) sure have it good in May, don’t we? I’m glad you’ve enjoyed your birthday, even if you’re not able to enjoy it in the Land of Enchantment. For the first time since 2002, I won’t be this year.
I should tell you, as a fellow (though not as die-hard as you) baseball fan, we’re all going out to a Nationals game on the 20th (my big day). So, I’ll be thinking of ya, and I’ll drink one in celebration of former New Mexican’s who blog.