The most lovely home-made and personally delivered birthday cake, by my sweet mother. Red velvet, buttercream, pecans, and raspberries – what more lovely treat could you have for a cold winter afternoon?
Back in December when my birthday rolled around, I was still pregnant and in the throes of hyperemesis sickness and honestly, couldn’t enjoy much of anything. Sadly, this included celebrating my birthday, which we did with a low-key Chinese food dinner out followed by a movie – the second Hobbit, of course.
There was a vague plan at the time involving getting cupcakes, but honestly all I could do was go home and sleep after being out of the house for so long while ill. I didn’t even realize there had been no birthday cake until weeks later during my sister’s birthday (she had two cakes and a cake-off, mmm!)
My mom is so cute though, she thought she had baked me a cake, brought it over to me on my birthday, and that I was losing my memory or my mind. She was upset that I would forget a home-baked cake of hers! Finally though, my brother confirmed to her that in fact, no cake had been made.
My mom then felt so bad that she spent all Sunday morning baking me up a little bit of my favorite things into a late, but amazingly delicious, birthday cake. Then, she brought it over for a sweet visit, even though we were sick with the flu. It tasted delicious, and maybe even better because we got to enjoy it unexpectedly.
You are soooo lucky to have such a nice mom to make you that, mmm I would eat the whole thing and not even share
Very neat blog.Thanks Again. Really Great.