My Arch Nemisis, Birthday Cake Season!

It's just a matter of days before I will squeeze this winterly body into a bathing suit and make my way across the sands of Crescent Beach, in front of God and everybody. Unfortunately, this also coincides with "Birthday Season" in my life! I have attended two birthday gatherings in the past week that included cake, pie and ice cream. I'm not made of wood! I was not even frightened away by the mysterious blue gel that my niece and five year old used to decorate this cake. Everyone stuck their blue tongues out at us as they filed out of the house, and left us with half of a birthday cake. Do we eat it for breakfast like leftover pizza? How do we muffle it's siren song at 10 p.m., when while watching "Lost Girl" it starts calling to us?

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The blue on my tongue is toothpaste. You Buying that?

Celeste