More with the birthday stuff. My mom asked me what kind of cake I want, and even though I have my preferences, I usually find myself thinking more about what everyone else would like to have. Meaning, I think I’m one of the only people I know who genuinely loves carrot cake, and for some reason, that’s where my taste buds are at this season, but I don’t want the rest of my family to be like, “Ew. Carrot cake? Seriously?”
But it’s so moist and delicious…
Anyway, I spent the day Christmas shopping with my mom, and near the end of the day, we stopped in a book store with my sister. I swear to god, we laughed over this book Cake Wrecks for a good ten minutes at least! Holy s**t! And there’s a blog version too, full of hilarious pictures of cakes gone wrong!
This reminds me of my Confirmation party when I was 14, and as a joke, my mom had the purse-toting purple teletubby put on my cake. I still have no idea what that was about. The bewildered expression on my face in those pictures is almost as good as the ones of me trashed and giggling with a knife in my hand at my 21st.
Oh, memories. And cake. Check out the website, it’s a good time. Hardly nutritious, but f-ing hilarious.