Monday, August 20, 2012

Lordy lordy

I woke up in bed with a 40-year old man today. Don't worry, it was Scott. When we first met he was 24. Insert cliche about the passage of time here.

So, what do you do for the man who doesn't want a big party or like attention? You take him to see Jim Gaffigan ("Four kids? That's one way to live your life.") and you bake him a pake. Ever since Angry Chicken posted about this I've been obsessed. Instead of the cherry/chocolate combination, I'm doing a small dairy-free apple pie baked in yellow cake with vanilla frosting. I can't wait to see how it turns out.

We've been talking about getting older and how fast time goes. The other night at dinner, "In My Life" came on, and I said, "This is one of those songs that I thought I got as a teenager but really makes me weepy now. 'Landslide' is another one." THE VERY NEXT SONG was "Landslide." Scott: "Wow, Pandora's getting a little too on the nose." Me: "What channel did you select? Morose Songs That Make Sarah Cry?"

Happy birthday, Honey. I'm so glad to be going through life with you.


  1. I'm afraid of CHANGING, cause I've built my life around YOU


    Happy birthday to your sweetheart! Hope the pake turns out great!

  2. I heard "Landslide" today as well--it always makes me nostalgic. Happy birthday to your hubby!

  3. Oh my gosh, Tony just turned 40 this year, too. He didn't want to celebrate, but man, if I'd known about this pake, I so would have made it for him!

    Amazing how time flies, isn't it? When Tony and I were walking the other day and it hit us that we had been together 16 years already, we were both a little stunned.

    Happy birthday Scott! You are one luck man.