This is what happens when you get old. You have to wheel your own birthday cake out of the supermarket. I offered to pay for it, but then got struck with the palsy that has afflicted me for the entire 23 years of my marriage. Every time I offer to pick up the tab when I'm out with my father-in-law my hand goes limp. It's a pretty serious medical condition, but so far I haven't been able to find a specialist who can provide the necessary treatment. Well, luckily Richard has deep pockets, so it's pretty much a no-harm-no-foul situation.