Marilyn monroe birthday cake

I just had one of the most humiliating experiences in my life. Today is my birthday and I turned 36. it’s been a rough day for a variety of reasons and mainly just getting older stinks! My friend group wanted to take me to dinner and cheer me up. So all of us go to a Mexican restaurant in Hendersonville with our spouses and kiddos, in total there were 15 of us. It was just what I needed and totally lifted my spirits!
Towards the end of the night the servers come out to sing me happy birthday, I assume they are going to do the sombrero and bring cake/ice cream or whatever. Much to my surprise and completely unprompted I have a hand full of pie come from behind me and pie me in the face, and not just a little, an entire napkin full of pie cream stuffed in my face. The guy who did it apparently ran away right after doing this. I sat there in complete shock feeling violated and mortified of what just happened, not to mention the entire restaurant is looking at me.
One of the female servers asks me if I’m okay because she can see that there is pie in my literal eye lashes!! I sat there in complete silence and shock. After about 5 minutes another woman came out and tried to apologize to me saying that she thought it would be okay to do this because it is apart of THEIR customs (mind you my complexion is practically Snow White). I lost it, started crying and told her I could not believe they had the audacity to assume that would be okay in any sense.
So now I’m left feeling ridiculous for crying and fuming that I was violated in such a way. Is this a normal practice for Mexican restaurants? I have never seen anything like this before. Am I overreacting or should there be recourse for this? I don’t know know who to talk to or what to do and am left feeling shattered from this whole ordeal.

So, I've got a pet sitter coming for the holiday weekend and I know that one of the days she's stopping by is her birthday. So, I've got half of one of those mini cakes left over and wondered if it's tacky to leave it for her. She dog/cat sat for my parents for around three years and has been pet-sitting for me for a year. So, would you consider it tacky to leave her the cake?
*I'll mention this too, the cake is in addition to her usual tip, not as a substitute

(i don't know if i should add a flare for one small thing mentioned here, but it's brief and in passing. i am sorry, i don't use reddit much, please let me know if i need to add one. i also apologize for any grammar weirdness, english is not my first language.)
its 11pm. my birthday, the 22nd, is only in an hour here. i'll be 23.
none of my friends really live near me, they've all since moved. for family, they either hate me for being gay, hate me for being trans, hate me for some other reason, or live far away. i'm stuck living with my father and stepmother, who both hate my guts. they're probably not going to get me anything, except for maybe candy they think i like (that i actually don't) and make fat jokes about me when i open it. at least it wouldn't be a 5$ rape whistle like last time.
everyone else in my family gets a whole lot of prep time, everyone else asks them what they want for their birthdays, and have a couple weeks to figure out things like what they want, if they want to do anything, etc. i get a half-assed "do you want to do anything" 2 hours before midnight. and honestly? i would like to do something, but we're pretty rural and there's nothing going on, and the city (the only place in the province that ever has anything going on) is 2 hours away.
earlier today my stepmother asked me what cake i wanted. i said that if possible i'd like my favourite, which is key lime cheesecake, but if she couldn't find that it is okay, and that i'd be okay with pretty much anything as long as it's not too rich. she got upset with me about it. she does with everything.
i know my birthday hasn't even happened yet, so i know everything might be okay and i'll have a perfectly fine day. but i can't shake this feeling of sadness and dread i have about it. i don't even want much. i just want to be able to see a few people i actually care about, and who care about me, maybe get a cool tshirt or something. but i can tell that i'll be miserable and disappointed tomorrow.
i know my boyfriend will try his best tomorrow. and i'll appreciate it, and i know he'll probably take a little bit of the edge off. he's been trying to help me figure out some plans for tomorrow for a little while now. but as much as i adore him, and as happy as he makes me, we both know that he alone can't fix a lifetime's worth of being the least favourite child.
i can't even really get myself anything. money is really tight, my job burned down at the end of january (and yes, that is literal) and i haven't been able to get one since. and since i'm getting surgery in july, there's not even a point in searching anymore. i'm a freelancer, but it really only covers pet care and some of my medication. the only thing i truly, honestly, sincerely want is far too expensive for me to ever justify asking for. (...or, if i can be a little lighthearted, for silksong to finally come out.)
i don't really know where i'm going with this, to be honest, or how to end it. i guess i'm just dreading the lonely, sad, disappointing birthday i'll be having again this year. it never gets easier. i'm trying to be optimistic but the feelings just keep sinking back in. im not really tired, and it'll take me hours to fall asleep like it always does, but i might try to go to bed soon or something. i dont know what else to do.

I’m pescatarian. Started Rinvoq the other day and on the mend, but don’t want to mess it up. My partner wants to know what I’d like for my bday dinner this weekend and I’m not entirely sure. It’s HER birthday today and we’re making paella with shrimp, scallops, mussels and crab cakes on the side. Bit of cake… I avoid the same things as every one else - greens, beans, etc. What would you want? Send me your delicious recommendations! No allergies.

The mail order keto bakery I have been ordering my birthday cakes from went out of business right before my birthday. Does anyone have a place (US based) I can order a birthday layer cake from that will ship it to me (frozen)? I know I can make one but I’d so much rather not have to make my own birthday cake and no local bakeries can accommodate me.

Mum decided to surprise me with my oc Oyu on my cake!! Art was commissioned from a con, I don’t know if the artist has social media or not :(

So, this is my first time writing on reddit.
I (m21) found out my ex (m24) cheated on me. We have known each other since June last year, we met just a couple weeks after he broke up with his long-time boyfriend of 6 years. We live 1 and a half hours away from each other. I live in Brisbane; he lives in the countryside. So, every weekend we were always together. We started officially dating in September. I was only out at the time to my friends, not to my family, so getting into this relationship was a bit scary because he was out and proud. It’s funny because in the beginning he would try to accuse me of cheating, tell me he’s scared of me cheating, but I would’ve never done that. I loved him. Turns out, he was the one cheating.
In December last year, he told me to respond to an Instagram message for him. After I sent it, I saw a message he had sent this guy, A, he commented on his story, something flirty and it caught my eye. I confronted him about it. He admitted to being “lonely” and wanted to talk to him. Then he tells me he thought the guy was attractive. He was a friend of one of his co-workers. My ex only saw this guy once! Anyways, he would block this guy, then unblock him, then block him again, etc.
There have been times where I’ve had to confront him on a lot of stuff. For example, his ex. He told me his ex was blocked; he would never talk to him but that was all a lie. I would see notifications from his ex, he would tell me, his ex would create all these accounts just to get in contact with him, which that part was true but my problem was that he would never tell me but he never understood why that was a problem. When we went away for our six month anniversary last month, we wanted to watch Netflix but the Netflix on the hotel TV wasn't working so he told me to get his laptop and we'd watch "Is It Cake?" on there. His iMessage dings. He doesn't use iMessage. I see a text from a number and it was like "how dare you use my trauma against me" and "I just want to talk." His ex was always asking for money and would say "I need to talk it's important" and it wouldn't be important. He was always asking for money. I asked him why he didn't tell me he was still talking to his ex, he just told me "he wanted to see the kittens. I said to him if he wanted to buy one, he could see them but if he wasn't buying one, I don't want him near me" and he told me it was no big deal and that he loved me. Told me he deleted and blocked the number but I went through his blocked list, the number wasn't there but I didn't bring it up. I just moved on and wanted to enjoy our holiday. Then, when I was getting my tyres done, he told me about some random number calling him twice and he sent me a screenshot. In the screenshot it showed his call log, like, his calling history. Turns out he was on the phone to his ex, through Instagram the night before after we said "goodnight" to each other. He then said "oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. My ex called me last night about the kittens, again." and I was pissed because how do you forget to tell someone that. We ended up having a huge fight about it, he said he feels bad for his ex because he has no family and all this stuff. All these excuses. Again, I ended up forgiving him and moving on.
Fast forward to Monday, I recieved a friend request on Insta from the guy I confronted my ex about back in December, A, and I knew what was happening but I just deleted his request but then he kept on requesting to follow me. I told my ex about it and he told me not to worry about it. Then, yesterday on Tuesday, all day, I had this sick feeling in my stomach because I had a feeling something was going to happen. Then that night, I received a message from his old co-worker she said "I think you need to see this" and I responded with a question mark because nothing had come through but then the screenshots and screen recordings came through. My heart sank. He has been messaging A since December and messaged him again when he got back from my house after celebrating his birthday with me (I spent over $300 on his presents) and my family (my mum bought me a couple presents too) early because his birthday is on a Monday and I can't be there. (He stayed at mine, Thursday, Friday, and went home on Saturday). That Saturday, was my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary lunch, where my nanna said to my ex "you're apart of the family now", which made me happy but I loved him and I loved that my family loved him but that same Saturday, he went home and texted A. When I was looking at the screenshots of the texts and screen recordings, the screen recordings showed he was on Tinder. I was fucking mad. I called him immediately and said "what the fuck!" and I started reading out the texts he would send this guy on Instagram and on Snapchat. The other guy, A, didn't entertain him. He would just ignore him or just have small talk but it was just my boyfriend doing the flirting but what broke me was when A asked my ex "who's the J in your bio" and my ex said "that's my boyfriend. We're in an open relationship." I felt my heart break into a million pieces. He basically confirmed everything, said he was on Tinder and said he was on Grindr, and he said he was last on Grindr "two days ago" and yesterday, two days ago, was Sunday. I was at his house, he would've been on it when I left his. I felt so many different feelings all at once, I felt like I was going to burst. I then, just went over to my best friend's house but both A and my ex, told me they haven't had sex and my ex told me, that even though he was on Grindr and Tinder, he didn't sleep with anyone just talked to a couple guys and that's it.
I obviously broke up with him yesterday but we're stilling messaging each other. I even called him last night after I got back from my friend's house and we spoke more about the situation. I know still having contact with him isn't good for me but I still love him. Even though we only dated for six-almost seven months, I still love him. I think because this is my first relationship, I want to cling on this but at the same time, I know I deserve better. I haven't cried yet. I don't think I will tbh. He keeps saying how he's sorry and how he feels guilty and all I can think is then why do any of this in the first place? I told him last night, if you were feeling this way, talk to me, hell even break up with me. I remember in the beginning our relationship, I told him that he'd have to break up with me because I don't like the idea of me breaking up with someone but hey, I broke up with him. He told me he had made some "big mistakes" and I said "you made choices. Not mistakes. Calling it a mistake is trying to avoid that the idea has a consequence" then he said "if you want me to suffer than just don't ever get back with me" and I said "I don't want you to suffer but no, I don't see us getting back together. I love you and I've forgiven you for the past shady shit you've done and I can forgive you for this but I will never forget it." I just can't be with him knowing he did this. I had this feeling for months that he was doing stuff behind my back and now that's it all confirmed, it makes me feel good now that I don't have to constantly worry about what my boyfriend is doing. I would worry so much it was making me sick. He would tell me he loved me, he wanted to marry me, he bought me a promise ring, he told me he wanted kids with me, told me he wanted to do everything with me. He told me how sorry he was, how guilty he felt because he said I'm the sweetest, kindest, caring, funniest and most loving person he's ever met and he's going to miss me heaps but all I can think about is like if he did love me, if he did think of me like that, why would he do what he did.
This morning, we were talking some more and I told him that even that I hated what happened, that I was still thankful for the memories because before him, I wasn't doing anything. I was just working and going to uni. My life was pretty boring but thanks to him, I found this confidence and I got all this self-esteem but even though it's only been a day, I can feel my confidence and self-esteem going away. I told my family this morning, well, I told my youngest sister (15) last night because she saw how upset I was and she said "you want me to beat him up" and my other sister (17), I told her this morning and she just called him a cunt and told me I'm better off. My mum, she loved my boyfriend so she was a bit disappointed in him but I was happy when she didn't react, she just sat there and listened to me and told me "maybe you two will work things out" and I told her "no, I don't think I can" and she said "and that's fine." I wish I could talk to my dad but I'm not out to him because he's like crazy homophobic even though my sisters have told me he's asked them if my ex and I were dating lol and said he's ok with it and will love me but I don't know, I'm just still scared to tell him. Maybe one day. My cousin (26) though, I'm very close with her, she's pan, I came out to her two years ago when we went to spread our aunties ashes (weird I know but we went for a walk and it felt right) and she basically told me "I knew it!" apparently everyone knew I was gay before I even came out. I honestly felt like I hid it well but nope. The only person who had no idea was my mum lol but my cousin told me, how she has never seen me happier and was so shocked when I told her that we broke up and the reason why. She thought he was a good guy. We all thought that.
On my grandparents anniversary card, they've been married for 50 years, which I mentioned above and I wrote "I hope I get to experience your type of love one day" in a sense that my ex and I, would end up celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary, even more in the future but unfortunately we won't but I know I will someday. One day. I'm only 21. I know not all guys are bad but for the mean time, I'll just be focusing on my assignments for uni, work, and getting back into the gym. It's been a while but I'm currently sitting in the library at uni writing this listening to a mix of fun songs and sad songs by Raye, Adele, Beyoncé, Lemonade hits different now that I can relate to the songs except Freedom because I'm not black. Love the song though. I'm white as paper. Milk even. I've been listening to Kim Petras, Ethel Cain, Miss Britney, Ariana Grande, again true story, bye and We Can't be friends hit different now. Who else? Rihanna, Megan thee Stallion, Glorilla, Bia, miss Olivia Rodrigo and some Taytay even though I'm not a big fan of miss swift, her pen game is strong. Respect. I've also been listening to Dua Lipa, Ayesha Erotica, Black Veil Brides, Queen Nicki, Billie Eilish, Chase Atlantic, The Neighbourhood, Charlie XCX, Kylie Minogue, Tate McRae, Villain of the Story, Loreen (Tattoo is amazing!), Doja Cat, also my guilty pleasure song, "Jam" by miss Kim K. I love her. I love a boss bitch. I've been told my music is very confusing. One minute I'm listening to "treat me like a slut" then Yungblud plays.
Anyways, I know I'll be alright.

Kagabi, habang kumakain kami (Ako, yung apat ko na kapatid, pati si Mama.)
Na-open up ng kapatid ko na sumunod sa akin kung sino ba ang mauuna magbirthday, siya ba o yung sumunod sa kaniya (pangatlo). Yung sumunod kase sa akin ay June ang birthday tapos yung sumunod sa kaniya ay August. Na-realize niya siya pala ang mauuna mag celebrate ng birthday.
Yung sumunod sa akin, isang beses lang niya naranasan ang mag celebrate ng birthday na may mga handa. May times talaga na hindi kami naghahanda kapag birthday namin kasi walang pera.
Tapos biglang ni share ni mama sa amin sabi niya, "Noong bata ako, hindi ko naranasan ma-celebrate ang birthday ko. Hindi ko naranasan magkaroon ng cake tuwing birthday ko."
Tapos bigla kong naalala, last January birthday niya binilhan ko siya ng cake para icelebrate ang birthday niya. Yun pala yung time na ako ang unang bumili ng cake at nag celebrate ng birthday niya kasama ang mga kapatid ko.
Kapag naiisip ko na first time pala ng nanay ko na mag celebrate ng birthday niya with cake, naluluha ako. Naiiyak ako kase noong kabataan niya hindi pala talaga niya na-celebrate yung birthday niya na may handa dahil na rin sa family problem. At ako na anak niya ang unang nagcelebrate ng birthday niya na may handa. Siguro, kahit papaano sa cake na yun na-heal ang inner child niya.
Gusto ko mag give back kase may trabaho na ako. Kaya nga pangako ko sa sarili ko, na palagi kong bibigyan ng handa mga kapatid ko, lalo na ang mama ko kapag birthday nila. Kase, gusto ko maranasan nila ang special day nila.
Habang tina-type ito, pinipigilan ko ang sarili ko na maluha. Atleast kahit sa simpleng cake napasaya ko ang mama ko. Pero soon in the future kapag kaya ko na talaga, gagastusan ko ng malaki ang birthday niya. Gusto ko siya maging masaya kase deserve niya lahat.

My husband's sister-in-law is an INFJ and has never liked me the moment we met. For a year, she was very difficult to be around and would make passive aggressive comments to me. Whenever I would greet her, she would avoid eye contact. It got to the point where my husband's dad noticed she was being "snooty" towards me (his words) and had a talk with her.
We eventually had a conversation over the phone once it came to a head. I told her that I understand not everyone will like me but I was worried I did something wrong. She said I haven't done anything wrong and that she's just a very guarded and protective person. My husband's ex-fiance was her best friend and when they broke up, it was difficult for her to move on because she's a loyal person and her friendships run deep.
It's been over three years and she's still been hot and cold with me. It's like walking on eggshells with her. I've tried to be friendly and kind to her. I made a cake for her birthday last year and got her nice gifts for Christmas. I've tried hard to have a good relationship with her but I think something about me she just doesn't like/trust but I don't understand or know why. At this point now, I've resolved to stop trying to go out of my way for her but it does make me feel uncomfortable and self-conscious when I have to see her at family events. I'm an INFJ. Just for context, her husband (my husband's brother) is an INTJ and my husband is an ENTJ.
I'm curious, can any ISFJs provide some insight on why she is this way towards me so I can better understand her?

My mom was going to make a cake for her birthday today. I recommend a Black Forest cake and showed her the cake from portal 1. She loved it and made it for her birthday. Happy birthday mom 🎉🎉🎉