Blane asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I told him I want a big-ass cake, big enough to jump into.
I was kidding of course. I always thought it was a bit backwards that people jumped out of cakes and not into them.
Anyway, I didn’t think anyone would make me a cake today because it is a work and school day, but this house does smell the cake right now and I’m not allowed in the kitchen. They are all saying I will have a monster cake.
I’m ready to take the dive, man, ready.
I’ll update with photos later tonight or tomorrow.
Update: Here’s what they were up to.
The girls made me a monster cake with 5 layers and bought a healthy torte. I had made three layers last night and left them to decorate since the girls had school, but Spanky said, “No way, I have to bake it.”
So she baked two more layers and Kara did the icing.
It was so big the cake cracked while we were out eating.
I lit the candles with my little shotgun lighter.
There’s enough for everyone, even the dogs got some.