Let Them Eat Cake

Since my last post was intense, I'm going to write more on the lighter side. My birthday will be this Monday (Memorial day), which is great because I can say people from all over the country will be celebrating on my birthday.

Since it's my birthday, it brings me to my topic, cake. I really don't care much for cake, it's not really something I crave when I want a decadent dessert, and I have had only a few really tasty cakes myself. Why? Well in my family, there are nine kids plus my parents plus my siblings' spouses, and my nieces and nephews. A significant portion of the birthdays in my family are conveniently in the summer. It all starts out with my mom on May 3. Then my younger brother follows three days later. I'm on the 26th and then we reach June. I have two brothers, a brother-in-law, a niece, and a nephew that have birthdays in June. We have a couple of birthdays in July and one in August and September. The rest of my family are spaced out in the year. So as you can see, we have a lot of cake in the summers.

I can even tell you some of the favorite cakes in my family are as well. My dad always has angel food cake with strawberries and my mom makes herself a german chocolate. My brother loves the confetti cake mix from Betty Crocker, and I can keep on going, but I know you're starting to dose off.

So I simply get tired of cake and when my birthday rolls around, I opt for something different. One year I had dirty dessert, another fruit pizza, and I'm thinking for this year, it's gonna be brownies. When Queen Marie Antoinette said, "Let them eat cake," I think to myself, "cake sucks, let's get some oreos!"