cake whore

There was a Lana cake at my birthday but I was too drunk to eat it. I do remember blowing out the candles though.

There was another Lana cake at my lurve's birthday but I was too stuffed to eat it. I do remember her blowing out the candles though.

Finally, there was a Lana cake at Swirl's first open house. And I finally got to eat it -- two large corners, in fact.

Thanks, my lurve, for the cake!