Last Tuesday, my dad turned 65 years old.  I cannot believe he is 65, I mean just really cannot believe it.  When did that happen?  He is all hip and up with technology now rolling around town with his Blackberry and canceling newspaper subscriptions because he is reading his news from an iPad now.  Killing me…  I digress… sorry.  So anyways, I send him a message through Blackberry Messenger on his actual birthday to wish him a Happy Birthday.

His response cracked me the hell up!  Rosebud?  Where the hell did that come from?  He has NEVER called me that in my life… as a matter of fact, he has never called me any type of nickname, unless you count “shit bird” as a nickname, then in that case, he called me by a nickname all the time!

We celebrated his birthday Sunday night with dinner, presents and cake.  I started making his cake on Saturday - a Chiffon Layer Cake with Lemon Cream and Italian Meringue Buttercream Frosting.  My dad LOVES lemon, so I searched high and low for a good lemon cake recipe.

 

I made the cake layers and lemon cream Saturday (man that lemon cream was a pain in the ass) and then made the frosting and assembled it all on Sunday.  He loved it.  For dinner, I found a recipe for Hawaiian Beef Short Ribs (delicious) in the Crockpot, Shredded Cheddar Oven Potatoes, Sauteed Asparagus and my mom made homemade challah bread.  His birthday night was a good one!

Happy Birthday again Pop Pop, Love Rosebud