Jake turned 30 this year. We celebrated with a fantastic cheesecake. Unfortunately, this is the only picture that wasn't blurry, but you get the idea.One of the many many things that I love about Jake is that he's always 2 years older than me, so I can regularly remark about how old he is.
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I know...I comment too much. But...
You: "I did a great job on this cheesecake. I'm awesome!"
Cleya: "My mom is awesome! She can sure bake!"
Jake: "My God! Another year! Lil is sure going to give me crap that I am 30 now...and bald. When did all this happen?"
Lirah: "CAKE! WHY DO I HAVE TO WEAR THESE GOD AWFUL CLOTHES? WHY DO I NOT HAVE CAKE IN MY MOUTH NOW?"
Happy Birthday Jake The Snake!
Thanks Saylers! And yes, Lil did give me crap about how old 30 is. (correction she IS STILL giving me crap!)Oh hey, the baldness is just my short hair in the poor lighting ...I swear...I actually have long flowing locks of ebony curls...the picture doesn't do it justice.
But the cheesecake WAS truly awesome. I thought I could just die happy right then and there after eating one bite. (and really, what would it matter? At this age I'm nearly dead already, right?)
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