June 5th, Tush Issues & Birthday Cakes

 

I have been having random comment reply issues. If I haven’t replied to your comment (including some comments on last week’s posts), I do apologize.

Have I mentioned that my birthday is Sunday? Yes! June 5th!

Since my divorce, I have dated a lot of men (stories for another time) but three of the more important relationships during the last seven years have involved guys with ties to June 5th:

Guy #1: His daughter’s birthday = June 5th

Guy #2: He was engaged twice before dating me, both girls birthdays = June 5th

Guy #3: His two best friends have the same birthday = June 5th

What is this about? Am I a magnet for men who are drawn to Gemini girls born on June 5th? Or, am I attracted to men who are closely associated with my birth date? I think I need to call my psychic. Yes, I have a psychic, another story for another time.

I am about to be 38 years old.

Me? Late 30’s? This doesn’t even make any sense.

Although, maybe it does make sense. Maybe I am not as young as I think. I decided the other day when I realized I have been digging through my lingerie drawer for my bikini cut briefs rather than my usual thong underwear, that yes, perhaps I am getting old.

Please send me some granny panties because my tush is getting finicky with the warm weather and cannot handle such closeness to my shorts.

And be careful what you wish for in your fitness goals because all of this Pure Barre seat work which gives lovely definition between my thigh and seat now leaves me with an increased likelihood of sweating in that defined leg to seat crease.

Basically, if I don’t have some sort of bikini brief covering more of my tushy, I am uncomfortable and sweaty in all the wrong places.

Come to think of it, Pure Barre or not, do older women even wear thong underwear? I bet not.

I bet as we age, we revert back to the pack of panties from Fruit of the Loom. And Dear God, please don’t let me become that grandma who wears a Moo Moo of a house dress as her comfy clothing.

At what age does one make that switch from youthful loungewear to the floral printed zip up house dress? Can’t I always wear my tie-dyed sweatshirts and Butter sweatpants or one day does it just happen that the flowing floral house dress is the better option?

It’s all downhill from here.

Once you start reaching for the fuller cut panties, you know you are aging in the worst way.

It’s only a matter of time now before I begin inching away from the trendy section of Blooomingdales and over to the Eileen Fisher department followed by selecting St. John suits for all of my formal attire.

Random but who remembers when I rode a spin bike in Bloomingdales?

Even worse, once you start writing blog posts about your underwear and tush issues, you know you have reached your late 30’s because you have zero issue holding these discussions with anyone who will listen, not caring what they think.

That’s what they say about your late 30’s, you just don’t care.

I still really care about my birthday cake though.

Somehow I got it in my head that this year I was going to bake my own cake which is just plain silly when I think about it now. I love to bake for others but I really don’t want to be cooped up in my kitchen baking myself a cake when I could be out doing things. I deserve to relax, don’t I?

So now the question is where is my birthday cake coming from or do we just pick a restaurant for dinner that has terrific dessert that meets my standards.

Or do I just suck it up and bake my own birthday cake. This is a big decision you know. One that can’t be taken lightly as the right birthday cake sets the tone for the year, sort of like picking the right named nail polish for the week. We can’t mess this up or we are doomed.

Birthday cakes on my mind:

I have been wanting to make a piñata cake ever since having one last year on July 4th.

I pinned this Pinata Cake recipe a while back and can’t stop thinking about it especially since it involves pretty m&m’s and chocolate frosting.

I have also considered this Ultimate Layered Chocolate Chip Cookie Cake for a long time as well as this Confetti Ice Cream Fudge Pie with M&M’s.

But I really like a basic chocolate fudge cake which I made a few years ago for my dad’s birthday. With cookie dough of course because everything is better with cookie dough.

Ugh, I can’t decide!

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I have a lot of questions today!

Do you bake your own birthday cake?

Favorite cake to have on your birthday?

Should I bake my own cake or buy one or have dessert in a good restaurant?

Do you have underwear issues like me?

Do you know anyone born on June 5th?

When is your birthday?