Sixty two years old today.... who would'a thunk it back in the 70's. Certainly not I.
And so, my husband is baking me a birthday cake... a bundt cake with pudding, and he kept asking what kind I wanted and what color and oh... what kind of icing.
He used what we had in the pantry, although I do need to run out and get something for making some kind of icing with.
it should be a peachy color on the inside of the cake, and with the pecans and coconut inside also, well.... I think it will make me a happy girl.
We will be attending a Super Bowl party later in the day, and amongst all of the dear friends that anyone could only hope to have around them on their birthday.
Now.... about that zit I woke up with on my upper lip.
Guess my sebaceous glands still think they are sixteen!
*will show you a slice of my cake later*