Thanks friends. Until now I always thought 60 was just another speed limit. One minute I'm 25 without a care in the world and then whoooosh, strangers are calling me sir, my pants don't fit right, my hair is turning grey, and cashiers at Home Depot are asking me "You need help carrying that out to your truck...sir?"
The gal who made me this cake has a heart of gold. But I didn't get a slice of it. Too busy sharing laughs and stories with family and friends at the party. Besides, cake doesn't agree with me. Sweet stuff upsets my stomach and.....oh geeze, now I'm starting to sound 60.
Hope you all enjoy a slice of the good life in 2017. Calm waters, breathtaking sunrises, and sunny days. And maybe even a little cake.