The Glands Will Keep Me Young

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.

BUT,

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.

Super Bowl

Super People.

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*