March 11, 2006
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Of course
About 10 years ago, my aunt gave me a set of Warner Brothers 1974 cups and each had a different picture of Bugs Bunny, Wile E Coyote, etc. I assumed they were worth some money so I moved them from place to place, state to state, apartment to apartment, house to house. They would keep turning up and I’d yell at Jonathan not to touch them, break them, throw them out or try to sell them (he sold my vintage 70′s Raggedy Ann Lunch Box at a yard sale for 25 cents – when the price tag I put on it said $25 dollars!) But now, I’ve moved on from yard sales to eBay. Unfortunately, I only got one bid so the glasses only sold for $.99 and I just guessed on the mailing costs. To make a long story short, the glasses were not worth crap and I ended up PAYING some woman in Virginia about 50 cents to take these glasses off my hands after schlepping them all over the country for the past decade. UGH.
To cheer myself up, I decided to cook my dear dad a birthday cake. Delaney helped and then while she napped, I frosted it.
It was a good cake, and I was particulary proud of my frosting job. I also was proud of my bright idea of storing the cake in the oven so that Delaney would not see it when she woke up and beg for a piece all afternoon. Still high on the fact that I was able to bake a cake and take care of two kids, I got a little cocky when I was looking in the refrigerator. There was a lonely chicken breast and I thought “OH – I’ll just cook this up and make some
chicken salad so we don’t waste this solitary piece of chicken”. Turned the oven on pre-heat and went about my business. About 7 minutes later there was black smoke pouring out of the oven, a horrible smell and the smoke alarm woke Delaney up. Sure enough, I had forgotten the stupid cake in there and the frosting melted EVERYWHERE. Total mess. Luckily, the cake still tasted good.
