Happy birthday! I bought a box of cake flour and will attempt to make a cake that looks like a book, but no promises. The lettering is so hard! It was the best of times, it was the worst of th--damn it!
Revel in joyous merrymaking on this commemoration of the passage of another twelve periods between successive new moons since your parturition. Enjoy setting a sugary pastry on fire while being serenaded with the species growth incantation. I am hopeful that you receive many sacrifices wrapped in shiny paper.