Wow, I'm an old lady.
Okay, not really. Somebody told me I looked like I was 10 the other day.
I thought that was a little bit of a stretch.
My friend Jenna and her family love it - so we went!
I'm not a fancy restaurant type of person. I also am not into expensive jewelry.
These are just two reasons why Nate loves my birthday as much as I do.
Here's the cake story:
Nate went to a bakery after work to get cake. According to him, the selection was:
Carrot cake, some Phillies-themed cakes, and then - that cake. He asked the lady what flavor it was. She said, "Red Velvet." Nate had no idea what that was, but he bought the cake anyway.
I can't believe Nate has lived on this earth for 32 years and had no idea what Red Velvet cake was. White chocolate!! And lots of red! I said, "Did you know there's an entire bottle of red food coloring in the batter?" Nate had no idea.
But we loved it! What a treat!
Confession: I've actually eaten five pieces since yesterday. I'm telling you that cake is delicious. I might have some more as soon as I'm done here. I was trying to have a piece while Svea was supposed to be napping today, and it ended up in the closet because she kept wandering out of her room to check on me.
I was fine.
I just wanted to eat cake in peace.
That didn't really happen, so I suppose I'll have to make up for it now.
My other favorite gift: a beautiful drawing from Svea. She enjoyed working on this and let me (and everybody else!) know it was just for me.
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