writergrl @ 2009-06-08T06:28:00

I write this at the end of a LOVELY birthday weekend, one full of family and friends and good times. And baked goods. LOTS of baked goods. My mother in law made me a gorgeous red velvet cake, my husband got me a supermarket birthday cake (I love me some supermarket cake, as non-gourmet as that sounds). My mother made me blueberry muffins AND gave me a supermarket cake sampler. Do they know me or what? What I know is that none of my cute book stuff wardrobe will fit if I eat even HALF of what I w