My birthday falls at the end of June.
It can be in the eighties or in the nineties.
This year, it was so hot here in Sioux Falls that I had the air conditioning on and I pointed it at my birthday cake. I didn’t even know I had a birthday cake until they delivered it. My husband couldn’t find anywhere to put it in the freezer or refrigerator. He told me he hated to ruin the surprise, but he needed help. Apparently, he planned a surprise birthday party for me, and the cake had arrived earlier than he expected. I walked through the house looking for a place to put a small table for the cake, so the air conditioning could hit it. Even with the air conditioning, by the time his guests started arriving, the icing was melting. He told me he had considered taking the party to Falls Park. The waterfalls could have helped with the cooling, but he didn’t think the older people would want to be out in the sun. He knew I loved Falls Park, and he wanted to have a surprise birthday party for me. I often said Falls Park was my favorite place in Sioux Falls, and he remembered. My birthday party won’t be a surprise, but it will definitely be memorable as one of the best I have ever had. Maybe next year, we’ll go to Falls Park for my birthday without being a folderol with invitations, a melting cake, and having it too hot for the old people.