Cake? For MEEEEEE?
Jim may be just a tad bit older now.
We were supposed to go to the Pepper Patch which is a new Mexican restaurant in Carbondale (which was recently re-opened by the same people who had it when I was a kid, making me drool and lust after tamales). The problem was that it got really cold and started to rain. We had a moment that we lost power and I had flashbacks to the last ice storm - the one where the girls who had just finished reading the "Little House on the Prairie" series thought it would be awesome to be pioneers. After 3 days with no power, they proclaimed that Laura Ingalls Wilder and family were saints and kissed the TV when it came back on. Luckily, we did not have to relive our pioneer days (which weren't all that rough since the whole time we still had indoor plumbing).
Wait, I was talking about Jim and his birthday. Well, this one was pretty non-eventful.
His youngest daughter was not amused that the cake was not for her. Luckily, her daddy is an awesome man who let her blow out his candles. Jim is a treasure. We love you Jim.
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