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this was my birthday cake. yes, i know, it looks a little sad. okay, very sad. i'm sure joel would like to say it is all truman's fault, but no. this one is all him! the story starts on my birthday last year. i told him i wanted an ice cream cake, because they're my favorite. i told him i wanted pralines & cream ice cream with white cake. simple. well, he forgot what kind i wanted and got the wrong kind. we had a few pieces, but mostly it took up room in the freezer until it was finally thrown away.

so this year, he was determined to get it right. he asked if i wanted an ice cream cake again, and of course i did. he wanted to know what kind and i even observed while he ordered it to get it right. the cake was from cold stone creamery and called "a cheesecake named desire." sounds delicious, right? he picked up the cake the night before me birthday and thought we were home free. the next morning, i woke up early to feed truman and then suddenly thought, where did joel put the cake? i ran and opened the freezer: no cake! i then opened the fridge door and saw my beautiful cake, melted. i screamed, joel came running and saw the disaster. i was the saddest girl ever as i recalled that this was yet another birthday cake ruined.

ok, so in all honesty, i still wanted to try this most tempting concoction, especially after joel worked so hard to get the right cake, so after church he put some candles in it, i made a wish, and we each ate a piece. it was delicious and i managed to finish off the rest of the cake (with a little help!) within the next few days! love you, honey!

the original version:oh, and i forgot, the best birthday news: i got an iphone! i've been wanting one since they came out a year ago, and joel completely surprised me! it was the best gift ever!