Today is also the Feast of St. John of the Cross, my hero in Carmel.
As we say down here, "We po'fokes". I told Assistant Offspring to save their money and not get anything for me. What they did for me has made me giggle all afternoon. They bought a card, and baked a small chocolate cake.
The cake is amazing. Here it is with my halite lamp behind it, sitting on a coverlet that's more than 100 years old. It was made completely by Mary Alice Fisher. She was my maternal great-grandmother. Keeps me warm of a night.
Only one candle but it looks like it's on fire... :)
But the card took the cake. Open it, and it plays--The Hampster Dance.
I screamed. We all sang at the tops of our lungs. I love Hampsterdance. And Assistant Offspring knew and had bought this card a while back and saved it for me.
Microwaved birthday cake and a Hampsterdance card. And love, so much love.
Have I ever had such a wonderful birthday? If so, it was nearly 30 years ago...
I love you all.
Hampsters and the Kung-Fu Gerbil battle it out
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