Better LATE than NEVER...

My dad brought to the beach 2 cakes for my birthday. I would like to think one was to share and one was for ME.

We downed one. And the one that was for ME, a 7 Layer cake, well, lets just say...we were heavy on the junk food there and it was not touched. Others asked (TYLER) but I was not about to let a fork attack my cake before it hit my mouth.

I managed to eat my cake. All 20lbs. of it and all by myself. Good, bad, not sure yet. Guess that's the blessing of having a birthday but the curse of getting old will, I'm sure, hit me soon.

Thanks Dad for my cake...It was ummm ummm GOOD!!!