Kevin made a four layer slice of red velvet cake on Wednesday as part of my birthday week celebration. He also made sure I was brought on stage at Our Hit Parade last night. Last year I spent my 40th birthday in Tennessee and had dinner at Cracker Barrel with my mama. It was one of her few good days during that 11 day trip although she was feeling bad by the time we went to bed. I woke up to a red velvet cake on birthday morning that she had cooked despite not feeling well. She was supposed to be sleeping and my brother was going to make the cake, but she got up after I went to bed and made it anyway.
To have someone in my life a year later like Kevin, who means so much to me, making the same cake is just more proof of how blessed my life is.
Life is grand...at 41!
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