Yesterday was my birthday, and it was a very uneventful day. I make it a habit of waiting to tell people I’m a year older until the following day. I’m not terribly old, but I tend not to celebrate my inevitable aging. It’s good practice for me. When I hit 50 (22 years from now), I’ll be fully prepared to lie about my age. No one will suspect a thing.

My wife and I invited some friends over to enjoy some green cake last night. As a youngster, my mother asked me what color birthday cake I wanted. I asked for green, and for whatever reason, she was horrified. Nevertheless, she bought some green food coloring and presented me with a green cake on my sixth birthday. Not a particularly interesting story, but one that amuses my wife so much that she’s been making green cakes for me every year without fail.

I’m going to sit down and have another slice of tasty green cake. Meanwhile, read these tasty headlines and have a fantastic day!

Mike Chandler