Cakeity Cake Cake
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
We're in birthday mode here. My birthday was Saturday. My daughter's is on the 16th. My husband's is the 18th. My very dear friend turns 40 on the 20th. That's a lot of cake.
My family attempted to give me a hard time for having a tiny, almost see-through sliver of cake on my birthday. I had no quips or come-backs. A smile was all I needed. "A very small slice, please." "Thank you."
I can't think of a worse thing to do to myself on my birthday than to punish myself with guilt. A very small slice of cake is just fine.
And once I shake this cold, I'm treating myself with a run. Because I can't think of a better thing to do for myself on my birthday than reward myself with pride.