My Funny Birthday Cake!

I turned 31 at the end of July and for my birthday Peter and I spent a weekend on the lovely island of Nantucket, a place I've wanted to visit for a long time. We had a good time there (pictures and posts to come at some point in the future!). When we returned back to the house that we were staying at on Cape Cod, my mother and my son John had made me a rather interesting birthday cake.

It was a theme cake since we were at the Cape in the summertime, which equals beaches and swimming (but ahem! Not bikinis! Or strange black towels! Not for modest, sun-conscious me!). In any case, it tasted good and it gave us all a good laugh, especially when John licked the frosting off of bikini girl's backside...

Okay, this post is starting to make me feel uncomfortable, and I'm afraid I'll come to regret that last sentence as well as the picture above. I'll end it on a more wholesome note!

It really is the funniest birthday cake I've ever had in all of my 31 years!