The Cake

Well, today is Sunday, it's 1 minute longer than yesterday and it's Big Seig's birthday... oh, and it's also Christmas Eve.  Big Seig doesn't know that because he's a dog; one day is the same as the other.  The only thing that will make this day special for him is the fact that he's going to be getting birthday cake... and ice cream.  Lily will get cake and ice cream as well - every one gets treated equally in this house.
As for me?  I've already got the 2nd load of laundry in the washer, just like on any other day off.  I don't have to work - but that happens at least 2 days in every work week.  I have other chores planned for the day as well.  Oh, and I'm going to try my hand at baking cinnamon rolls - from scratch.  You know?  Where you use yeast, and scald milk, and use tons of brown sugar and nuts to make them all sweet, gooey tasty.  If they turn out well I'll take a picture.
One really nice thing about having this VA Health Benefit (I've been corrected, I was calling it insurance and it's not, it's a benefit) is that I can go online and see all of my reports.  Not only the results of my blood chemistry, but also the slice and dice descriptions of my RIH repair.  This makes for interesting reading.  We're talking about my body here, and I really want to know what was happening when I was anesthetized. 
And since today and tomorrow are considered holidays by a lot of people, even though for me the way they're scheduled they're just another two days off, I've chosen to leave politics out of this blog.
Instead, I thought I'd show you a picture of the cake I bought for Big Seig (and Lily).

As you can see, it's decorated for Christmas.  He doesn't know that - he sees black and white and lots of shades of gray.  His nose will add the colors of sweetness, sugar and vanilla... and he will eat his portion with much pleasure.