Right now, I want to cry. I don't often buy fancy cakes. Tonight I wanted something a little special to celebrate our company's 25th wedding anniversary. They are getting something unique all right:
If you would like to achieve this particular culinary delight for a special occasion, buy a delicious, scrumptious chocolate cake with Bavarian cream filling, have the bakery personalize it with a beautiful message, and then put it in a safe place on the floor between the driver's seat and the passenger seat in the front of your vehicle. Then, while you are unloading the rest of the groceries in the van, don't pay attention to your 5 year old boy, who is apparently dying of thirst and gets out of his booster seat in the back of the van. Remain oblivious to what he is doing until you look up and realize that he is in the front, trying to twist open a
2L bottle of root beer, WHILE STANDING ON THE CAKE BOX.
Warning: this particular technique may cause anxiety, deep breathing, and repeated muttering while driving home, which may occasionally be interrupted by a waving of the hands and an exclamation of "why the cake? Why the cake?" followed by more deep breathing. This may all be accompanied by the cry of a 5 year old from the back seat "BUT I'M STILL THIRSTY!!!" Oh, and when you get home to unload your cake, your daughter may try to help you out by unloading the van and drop the watermelon...
If you see/hear a red headed blur screaming by you, it just may be me, running for the hills.
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Oh, bless your heart!
I remember on my 16th birthday, my aunt and uncle (I was living with them) bought this beautiful, huge cake for my big party.
They set it on the counter and while we were all outside enjoying a wonderful party on the deck, the dogs (2 huge black labs) were dining on my cake. They ate as far back as they could reach.
There was less than half a cake left when they were done.
I have to tell you, though it is not very encouraging to you, I STILL don't think it is funny!
You get good hostess points for trying, and bonus good mother points for not killing your 5 year old. :o)
Oh Jane!
This cracked me up - mainly because I have survived such moments myself. I am sorry - but even though it is ugly - I bet it tastes great.
What is that expression - it's the thought that counts?
I don't mean to laugh. But that was funny. I could so relate. I thought those things only happen to this redhead. So did you end up eating the cake anyway? (I think I would)
I am soooo sorry!
I am glad that you did not pinch the head off your small one. I have often felt like doing that with some of the ones in my household.;)
So, if I was there I would tell you to turn it into a parfait. Pull out some nice glasses--fill them half way with a bit of the cake and little whip cream and then repeat and top with whipped cream.
It won't look the same but it will still taste great.
I hope your dinner party was still nice.
If you do run for the hills - bring the cake. It may not be pretty - but it's still chocolate. I'll bring the forks...or should I bring spoons?... because I may join you in the hills.
:-)
You did well writing about it - I bet it will be funny tomorrow.
Sorry, Jane, but it's funny now!
On a day like that I would have locked myself in the bathroom and grabbed a fork. It's still edible. Thank the good Lord there was a box between his feet and the cake, otherwise you'd have to ditch the whole thing.
See, I can always find the silver lining.
ok, ok, it's funny- I do see the humor. Yes, we did eat it- Sharon, you had a good idea there. I postponed the party as our company is here till Tuesday. We will have a prawn feast and homemade strawberry ice cream with rhubarb pie. Hopefully, no one will step on it.
ugh!
Oh Dear...I feel your pain. Glad you see the humour in it all now. Thanks for sharing your story...a good laugh was just what I needed!
So how did it go at work with the cake? My heart sunk to my stomach for you when I saw the cake.
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