There was much chocolate cake. Incredible, too rich for words, no-where-near-grocery-store, actually almost deadly chocolate cake. It had a name -- Chocolate Decadence. If we'd thought anyone would survive it, some vanilla ice cream would have balanced out the richness...but we left it in the freezer for fear of law suits.
It's amazing that something that good came from a little bakery in Mt. Dora. Sunshine Mountain (they don't have a website -- they don't even take credit cards!) I love you.
I received a multitude of lovely gifts, many wonderful cards, lots of hugs and good wishes, and am quite content now.
40 doesn't look so bad.