The thing about being me, though is that I can buy my own cake any day of the year that I want. And I can light candles (or not) and share it (or not). Because even though I love rich, creamy cake with sweet frosting there are a few things I love even more. And three of them are laying in bed with me loving me the best way they know how on my 39th birthday.
And with that I must say that it's awfully sweet to be me.
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