What is worse…
June 13th, 2008- That I dropped a chocolate cake out of the fridge that Duke and I had made earlier in the week.
- On the FLOOR. (it had two kind of frosting, only two LITTLE pieces ever cut out of it, and it sort of exploded in a mushroom cloud of cake/frosting/shame)
- I considered having a slice and sharing with Duke, even after it hit the floor.
- That the spot where the cake fell is the single cleanest bit of floor in my kitchen.
Yes, it is all true. No, we didn’t still have a piece and I’m not entirely sure how I feel about that just yet.
However, I have been cleaning the kitchen most of today and I’m not sure if I’ve made it better or worse. No, not everything is put away yet. Yes, I’ve totally run out of steam. No, I’m not willing to cook in my kitchen this evening. No, I’ve not told Prince that I’ve move more furniture yet. Yes, I’m more than a little afraid of his reaction when he gets home.
But, you see there’s this spot in front of the fridge that hasn’t been this clean in a LONG time. And I clean the window….that counts for something right? RIGHT?
Niki:
June 13, 2008 at 5:13 pm
Absolutely. You have earned a fabulous European vacation for 2, but you are not allowed to take any males with you on the trip.
Also - totally reminds me of the Friends “The One With the Cheesecake” episode, where they were sitting in the hallway eating a dropped cheesecake off the floor.
If you get bored and need more cleaning to do, please come see me. Apparently I am hosting not one but two family gatherings this weekend - at my house. With one day’s warning. And I’m going to Charlotte tomorrow for WWKIP day, as it’s far more important than cleaning my house.
P.S. - Too hot to bake here. Please send cake.
maxine:
June 14, 2008 at 10:58 am
I totally would have made a game out of seeing exactly how much cake duke and I could eat without letting the floor show through the frosting that was left on it.
Elizabeth Alm:
June 14, 2008 at 12:01 pm
Chocolate abuse!!! Oh, the humanity!
AlisonH:
June 17, 2008 at 7:21 pm
What they said! And yeah, I’d have been scooping cake an inch or so above floor level; the germs weren’t going to leap up at it.