Mr. b had a big birthday yesterday...
hint: It may involve Medicare.
I was digging through a box of box of memorabilia
and found a pair of his grade school glasses.
So of course I made him model them.
Age is not how old you are;
but how many years of fun you've had.
- Matt Maldre
No birthday at our house is complete
without an angel food cake
with a pound of fluffy white frosting on it.
Mary Engelbreit illustration
Happy Birthday!
~b
I like the look of your guy, he looks like a happy sort.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday . . .
The first cake I ever made was for my late husband for his birthday.
His favorite cake, Angel Food.
Invited friends over, whipped up that cake, oh my, I was proud.
Until I took a look at it when it came out of the oven.
I panicked . . . cut the bottom off, stuffed the holes,
hubby came through the door with me in tears.
The surprise was no more, I spilled the beans in tears,
he ran to the store for a cake.
This was 1961 in Milwaukee.
Funds were limited, hubs was finishing up undergrad,
I was teaching, no children yet.
Friends arrived we all enjoyed a good time and a huge laugh at me.
Love, love . . . the memories.
Thank you for the Angel Cake pic. . . memories all came back!