It started yesterday, when I received a card from my sneaky mother with a check in it to use toward obtaining the one and only thing that I could think of to want for my birthday. A silver chain
to put a pendant from Sunshine on.
My dear sweet Sunshine
had already made coffee. Isn't he the greatest?
So I got dressed.
|Shirt: Lauren by Ralph Lauren. Trousers: Giorgio Armani. Shoes: Bruno Magli. Sunglasses: Ray Ban. Belt: Papaya.|
He took me to lunch, which wasn't fancy but was what I chose. Hey, I was craving a milkshake and some crispy fried potatoes.
Then we went on the mission to find the chain, which wound up not costing much at all, which left him asking me what was he supposed to give me for my birthday?
What do you think I told him?
|Dolce by MojoMoxy|
The icing on the cake? Well, that would be the cake that my neighbor and friend Nan is making for me tomorrow. She thought my birthday was the fourth, or it would have been baked today.
What kind of cake, you ask?
The bestest kind of cake in the whole widest world.
Red Velvet Cake.
I win at life.
(Well, for this weekend, at least.)