They asked me yesterday what special dinner I wanted for my birthday. I've been craving mushroom soup! Homemade with big, fat mushrooms. This morning, early, they told me they were leaving for the market with the fancy cakes, and I told them not to go, why expose yourselves if you don't have to, we're all pre-diabetic anyway. But they said "We're going," and they went. So I will have a birthday cake and a sing-along after mushroom soup tonight!