This is a Test
Your wife’s birthday is rapidly approaching, and, as usual, you are lost as to what type of cake to get her; a task that has not been one of your strong suits over the years. For her 30th, you bought a chocolate cake with chocolate icing and sprinkles; she balked. For her 35th, you got her the vanilla with pastel flowers on top; she called it prissy. For her 40th, you took a chance with a carrot cake; she winced. So when she said that she’d buy her own birthday cake this year, you might acquiesce. But you know damn well that, if you do, she’ll rip you for not loving her, so, maybe try an ice cream cake and hope for the best.