Christmas Cake

Ahhh Christmas cakes.

So tomorrow, it just so happens is my cakeday. That's right! So make sure you wish me a good one!

As it also happens, tomorrow is my cake day in more than one meaning. In Japan, Christmas cake has two meanings: one being that exactly what it says and what you might think it means, a cake, indigenous to Japan, that one eats on Christmas day, the other is in reference to a girl. A particular girl who just so happens to be 25. After that, she is said to have the Christmas cake effect.
Don't know what this means? This saying is in reference to the actual cake and how they are good up until Christmas day, the 25th. But after that no one really wants to eat it anymore. Or well they want to eat it less and less. The Christmas spirit is gone, the silly songs and the glad tidings, the presents and the mistletoe all start to get packed away. And Christmas cakes. What isn't eaten is thrown out and the cakes that went unpurchased will go on sale for cheaper and cheaper discounts.
This is also a euphemism for girls. In Japanese culture, they are used to getting married young and popping out babies early on. More or less soon after college. Why they go, do ask me, because soon after they just decide to be a housewife after they get married. Well, topics for another time.
Girls are said they are prettiest, or best by, the age of 25. The same day as Christmas. This is likely because there are no significant events with romantic allusions that land on the 26th, 27th, or 28th which lead to the endearing term of 'Christmas cakes'. So the saying goes that girls and cakes taste the most delicious (or are prettiest) by or before the age of 25 and after she becomes more and more desperate and the price of her goods begins to go on discount, just like the cakes. In progression, she is said to becomes less and less desirable by the year (or for the actual cakes, by the day). And so, she settles for whatever she can get as to a relationship, because the mentality is that she will be expiring soon(or at least her assets.
So for all those single women over the age of 25, I would say fear not. Because rotting fruit actually tastes the sweetest (it's true too!)...ok perhaps it is not the best to insinuate that you are rotting. You aren't. You are beautiful. I didn't mean it. Don't...don't cry...Cakes have preservatives. They don't rot...

Ah well. Tomorrow I start my days as a Christmas cake! Shall I be the best tasting one!