so yesterday was my dad's 75th birthday. i called to wish him a happy happy and asked him how it felt to be 75 years old. his reply... " it feels great!", and then he goes on to tell me that he was lying in bed and told himself that he'd better get up and go walking so he can stay healthy. i must add that the man gets up every morning at 6 and goes walking for MILES almost every day, hence why he's 75 and fit as a fiddle. thinking about my dad reaching 75 reminded me of this cake i did last fall for betty who was turning 90! betty apparently is quite the spitfire who does daily crosswords and sudoku. the colors for the party were red and yellow (apparently betty's a fan of those colors). the red and yellow theme was carried into the inside of the cake with red velvet cake with lemon cream cheese filling, and vanilla cake with a mixed berry buttercream (see the berries in the bowl? get it? good!)
i hope to be in as good mental and physical shape as betty and my dear old dad... now if i could just put down the brownies... sigh.