Lack of birthday cake makes for a rough day. I'm not mad yet, but I'll be mad when mine is gone, and even more mad that I shared it with my husband.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Why can't it be appropriate to have birthday cake every day of the year? I'm thinking it should be like a staple--you know, like milk and eggs and cheese. Right there at the bottom of the staples list should be birthday cake. Every single week. Birthday cake. Then, I'd be living the dream.
Posted by The Mad Hatter at 5:48 PM