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I’m 45 years old today. Not gonna lie, not gonna joke about how great it is to be 29. I’ve got 45 well-earned years on me, and while I might have a few more wobbly bits than I did in my “salad days,” I think I’m still fairly smokin’.

Doll cakes were the rage when I was a youngster. I remember having one for my First Communion, but I don’t think I had one for my birthday, and certainly not during 8th grade. So here it is.