Happy VALbirthentine's Day

Such a whirlwind weekend of doing nothing! The Pony and I both have a birthday within four days of each other, and then there's Valentine's Day in between. So we did what any two birthday gal and equine would do, and bought ourselves a cake!

Technically, The Pony bought it, but he used my money! It's not the best cake ever. I'd rather have more butter cream icing piped around the edges than those sprinkles. But for something right off the bakery shelf, it's okay. It looks gigantic here, but it's a quarter of a sheet cake. Still a good size, but we have three cake-eaters to devour it.

 

Hick got a bit horsey with me (that's an expression my dad used to say, though I'm not sure exactly what it means, other than it was not a good thing to be acting horsey in the presence of my dad) when I told him that he was welcome to have some cake, but that The Pony and I claimed the roses. I believe Hick's exact words were,

 

"Huh."

Seriously! Hick is not even supposed to be eating CAKE! He has The Diabeeeeetus, you know. Plus he drives to town every morning and eats Casey's donuts. So I don't think he should get his nose out of joint when I practically save his life by denying him extra-extra sugar.

Anyhoo... Hick gave me a heart full of chocolates, and a card that has Snoopy and Woodstock on it and plays the Charlie Brown music when opened. I really like it. I REALLY like opening and closing it to start and stop the music. Some might assume I do it just to be annoying...

Hick also gave The Pony a (smaller) heart full of chocolates, because that's his tradition. He used to give my mom one as well. I gave The Pony some scratchers. I gave Hick some SUGAR-FREE chocolates, and had planned to give him a few scratchers, too, but he decided we'd do the giving as soon as I got up, and not when I returned from town. 

 

I told Hick sorry, he'd missed the holiday window since gifts had already been bestowed, but he could look forward to me giving him some scratchers NEXT Valentine's Day. Then The Pony got a little horsey, and declared that I could STILL bring Hick some tickets from town.

Well. I did that, and now I have to live with the consequences. I got Hick four tickets. EVERY ticket was a winner. $5, $5, $10, and $20. HICK WON $40 on my gift to him! 

Not that I'm bitter. The Pony gave me tickets for my birthday, and I won $90 on them. He has not yet received his birthday scratchers at this writing.

Now if you'll excuse me, there's a cake calling to me for the purpose of ampling my rumpus.