Scientific Fact: Cats cannot meow with fondant icing in their mouths

Well, seems another year has gone by, and yesterday was my birthday.  I cannot tell you how old I am, because it's an "F" word!

Wednesday evening, I was invited to join some quilty friends for QNIC (quilting night in Canada!) but by the time I got home from school, got my "livestock" fed, shopped for chemistry experiment supplies (yikes!) I was knackered.  All I wanted to do was put on my nightgown and go to bed.  Which was precisely what I did.

I called with my regrets, leaving a message on Jacqui's voice mail.  A little while later, the phone rang, and Gail calmly explained that I was NOT excused from attending, because it was my surprise birthday party!  OMG - first I laughed my head off, and then scrambled to get my clothes back on and get to my party!

Last night, I was in my pjs (again?) sitting at the dining room table, reading a magazine when there was a knock at the door, and in walked my mother and grandmother!  By this time I had completely forgotten it WAS my birthday! We visited for a while, and then Hubby came home, with all the trimmings for another birthday party!  Cake & icecream, and later my brother (who will be joining me in "F" word zone when his birthday comes around next month!).

A friend of Hubby's makes cakes as a hobby.  He asked her to make a cake that looked like a quilt!  What do you think?

Of course, Gibby Kitty wanted in on some of this cake action:

Look at those evil eyes! 

 "Just hand over some icing, and no one gets hurt!"