Please, join me for some cake, won't you?
Or maybe you prefer cheesecake:
Perhaps pound cake is your passion . . .
But I would sell my children for mere trace of this--the most divine birthday cake ever crafted by mortal hands . . .
(Thank you, Clarice!)
And on that note, please join me in a rousing chorus of song! Not the birthday song though. How 'bout a song that never fails to bring a smile to my face.
Sing on, people! And happy Kristin-is-41-Day : )