Sunday, February 7, 2010

That Extra Syllable

OK, it's my birthday. I'm 47, but I'm having a hard time dealing with that number. For some reason, 47 seems much older than 46. I think maybe it's that extra syllable. Does that mean 48 will be easier?

Yeah, I know -- "age is just a number" and "you're as old as you want to be" and "you're as old as you feel." Most of the time I feel like I'm 27; of course sometimes I feel like I'm 97!

Regardless of the number, this is a very special birthday for me. Not only is it Super Bowl Sunday, but the New Orleans Saints will be playing in their very first Super Bowl. I've been a Saints fan for years because of Ron, but they've struggled for years. And the city of New Orleans has struggled in the years since Hurricane Katrina. When the Saints reached 8 and 0 this season, it was the first time they'd ever been 8 and 0. Then they kept winning. And winning. It really seemed possible they could make it to the Super Bowl. Now it just seems like Destiny that they win.

Here is a picture of the birthday cake Ron ordered from me from one of the local grocery stores.

He picked it up yesterday. Last night he kept asking me if I wanted to start celebrating my birthday early -- have the cake, open my present, etc. I declined, saying I wanted to wait for my birthday. He admitted he wanted to start eating the cake, but I knew that. It's Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting. Carrot cake means it's healthy, right? The decoration in the middle -- the helmets against the Miami skyline -- is something called an edible decal. The cake looks even better in real life and I wish you could smell it; that cream cheese frosting smells so good!


Barbara said...

I never would have thought that decoration would be edible!

I hope you have a great day and that the Saints win--for you, for Ron, for New Orleans.

Happy birthday!

Barbara said...

Yay, Saints!

I didn't watch the game, but I saw that they won, and by a good amount!

Anonymous said...

It's funny how we have some sort of mental image of what a particular age means. And how as we age, the birthdays that mean "middle aged", "old" and "elderly" change. I'm glad to see that you, too, are much younger on the inside, at least much of the time. If only we'd known that about older people when we were young. Don't you think that would have changed how we saw, and interacted with, them?

What a fun cake Ron got you! I'm glad your team agreed to win the superbowl for your birthday!! =)

Happy Birthday again!!!

Love and big hugs,