You look good....for 37

Today I turn 37. I cannot believe it. How did this happen????? I don't feel old. To Jon, I must not look too old. Last Friday, the only day that I work and Jon stays home, Jon baked me a delicious cake -- complete with chocolate icing, "3" & "7" candles, and a message written in chopped Swedish Fish candy: "You look good for 37"! Of course, I was just 36 at the time.

I was completely surprised when he brought out the cake! There had been no mess in the house, no chocolate smell, no idea that I would get cake early. We had some Peace Corps volunteers over for the night who also relished the delicious and decadent treat. Yum! The frosting took on a complete life of its own, acting as both topping and mortar, keeping the cake layers in place. I LOVE chocolate cake, but I only like frosting. Lucky for me, I got to pick out all the cake and leave some frosting on the plate. Jon, martyr that he is, ate the extra frosting to prevent waste...Happy 37th birthday to me!