The cake didn't make it to the surprise meal because
of an unforseen lack of a crucial ingredient. The
baker - that would be my mom - didn't realize there
were no eggs when she started the cake and since
Rach and John don't exactly live down the street
from a grocery store or chickens, the cake effort had
to be ditched temporarily.
That actually turned out being fine since many of us
had stuffed ourselves full of Cici's desert pizza and
cinnamon rolls already. (I don't think any of us had
six cinnamon rolls per person like the large people
sitting at the table next to us but that's another story-
and I'm NOT exaggerating by the way!)
The princess cake.
Happy Birthday to me.
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