A whoopie of a good time...

"Let them eat cake!" is certainly not one of my mantras--and despite the often, you know, actual reference to yummy dessert, I'm glad it's not my mantra regardless.Every year, my Mum tries to deliver a birthday dessert that does not involve, yes, you're right, cake. Last year, it was oatmeal cookie sandwiches; the year before, it was strawberry shortcakes the New England way--with biscuits, not pound cake, for that's cake, you know.And for 25? A mound of whoopie pies, filled with marshmallow frosting...and let me tell you, it was a whoopie of a good time.Thanks Mum! My waistline is...weeping.