This week was the week of the wife's 30th birthday. For the day, I picked up a cheesecake for the family to eat, because it's one dessert the three of us in the house can agree on.

One of her coworkers made her a chocolate cake with this wonderful peanut buttery frosting on it.

Her grandmother bought her a cookie cake.

At my work, one of my student employees made and brought in a chocolate cake yesterday because she had too many eggs in her apartment.

Also at work, there was a gathering for an employee's last day on the job. Someone made a chocolate cake with a super rich chocolate frosting and some sort of delicious fruit layer in the middle.

By my unofficial count, I have eaten 17 pieces of cake (of various sizes) in the past three and a half days.

This may have been the best week ever.

And there's still more cheesecake and "last day on the job" cake left.