Have you ever had one of those days...

No, not a bad day, but a good day where you spend the entire evening outside and when you come in at 8:00 and your family is hungry you feed them cake for dinner?  You feed them strawberry shortcake for dinner because you have the best Mom in the whole world and she love you and you love her and she brought it to you that night because you have been wanting it for months and had been planning on having it for your Birthday, but the first two attempts failed to satisfy because normally the desserts in Sam’s Club make you want to bang your head against the wall and you saw a strawberry cake there weeks ago, it looked delicious, but you turned it down and seeing it’s your Birthday and your husbands family is coming over on Friday for dessert and your husband offered to make or buy any cake you wanted you opt to go to Sam’s Club and pick out your own dessert… anyone you want, and you really want strawberry shortcake made with angel food cake and fresh strawberries and your husband tells you multiple times he will get whatever you want, but Mother’s day is on Sunday and you are having strawberry shortcake for dessert so you spend 20 minutes wandering around Sam’s Club picking up desserts and setting them down and finally decided on the strawberry cake you turned down weeks earlier, but it ends up being disgusting and you throw the leftovers away, but still end up eating entirely too much  and on Mothers Day the strawberry shortcake is actual shortcake, not angel food cake and the strawberries have sugar on them and it’s actually good, but slightly disappointing because it’s not what you had your heart set on so your Mom brings you exactly what you had been wanting and it’s perfect so you feed it to your family… at 8:00… for dinner… no, nothing else, just strawberry shortcake and a bunch of whipped cream and your daughter says, “why are we having this?  We shouldn’t be having this, it’s not healthy you know.  Why don’t you make something healthy?” and you reply, "because I don't want to."  And your husband helps himself to two servings that are really more like 5 or 6 serving and says, “I’m still hungry.”  And you go on with your night completely satisfied and let’s be honest, guilty for all of the cake you have ingested over the past 4 days.  Third times a charm.  Thanks for dinner Mom, you are the best! Yup, just had one of those days.