I am one day older than I was yesterday!
A bit earlier tonight, surrounded by ghosts from birthdays long past, I blew out a candle on my store bought cake, made a wish – cut an outrageously large wedge of pure yummy – and practically inhaled it along with a generous scoop of raspberry cone crunch ice cream. I know it is kind of silly to do this but it is tradition. Tomorrow I must definitely jog around the block a few times!
My ice cream fast ended after 67 days. I’m actually quite proud of my self control. I know that I could have gone ice cream-less indefinitely were it not for the absolute necessity of accompanying birthday cake with ice cream. I believe it may be required by Federal Statute. 🙂 Now I am going to see if I can handle ice cream with moderation. If not, I will have to consider giving it up again.
I put only one candle on the cake. Imagine what it would have been like if I had attempted to use a candle for each year. The heat would likely have been so intense by the time I was lighting the 50th that the other candles would be melting en masse along with the frosting – and it would singe my eyebrows! Plus my smoke alarm would be screeching.
My wish? I asked the birthday angel to make me 5 inches taller, 20 pounds lighter and 40 years younger …………….. OMG! OMG! ……….. I told! Now it won’t come true! I’ll have to wait ’til next year! 😕
Heehee…. I took the matter of the birthday wish custom quite seriously when I was little. I remember putting much advance thought into it. I remember also being concerned about being able to blow out all the candles in one breath to ensure that the wish would come true.
Oh well, God willing, tomorrow I will be one day older than I am today. 😀