Can I still call myself a birthday girl when I’m pushing on the big 3-0? Well, I indulged myself in some child-ish birthday wishes this year when my boyfriend’s mom asked me what kind of cake I wanted. After her son chose an ice cream cake shaped like a castle for himself a few months ago…
… I knew I wanted something fun for my birthday, too. A Minnie Mouse cake! Now, I had a great childhood, and great birthdays, but I can’t recall ever getting a birthday cake handmade with such love and care as this.
Isn’t it just the cutest? And it tasted great, too. Of course I had to dress for the occasion in my most Minnie-est of dresses.
This 30s red polka dot dress is a Mary Van Note classic as it was the dress I took my first comedy promo photos in, which you can see over on MySpace (ha ha, that’s how long I’ve had this dress!). I wore my Minnie Mouse pin I’ve had since I was a little girl, too.
It was a great night. Today’s my real birthday and I’m looking forward to celebrating it with some beers and laughs at the comedy club. The good news is I’m not 30. The bad news is that I have exactly ONE YEAR left to accomplish everything I had hoped to accomplish in my 20s. So I guess within 365 days I need to publish my novel, write and sell a screenplay, get a TV set, have an hour special, record a comedy record, produce two short films, write and publish a graphic novel, get an amazing dream job, travel the globe, star as a kooky sidekick in a sitcom and movie, somehow get on SNL, make a couple million dollars to be able to buy my dream house, get married, and start a family. Whew. Well, here’s hoping that I can at least get a good day job to be able to support some of those dreams. Wish me luck, folks!