Greg and I had a very surreal “heated discussion†the other day. It started off as any other evening. Sitting in front of the TV, Greg doing work on his laptop, me working on a crochet project which happened to be this:
In retrospect, I believe Greg would have been the more productive one that evening.
After finishing my project, I tossed it to Greg to look at and he approved, and I moved on to my next project. In the meantime, we had started a conversation which was slowly escalating to frustration. Subconsciously, (and this only came to me the next day) we were also growing more aggressive with Cupcake, who was being tossed back and forth in a “Lord-of-the-Flies-‘I’ve-got-the-conch’â€Â-type fashion. Greg had the final word when he made his point and hurtled Cupcake into the sofa cushions and both of us walked out of the room.
After a full night’s sleep, events of the night before were forgotten and we returned to being happy as before until I walked into the living room and saw Cupcake embedded upside-down in the cushions. We shared a laugh over how surreal it was to even have a crocheted cupcake to take out frustration on.
I’m developing a new theory that all problems can be solved with cupcakes.
Oh, poor sweet innocent cupcake! Look at that face? How could anyone ever try to make that little cutie pick sides? Bad Greg! Bad Selena! No cupcakes for you!
On another note, Scotte and Brunette and I had a wonderfully cathartic conversation a year or so ago about how darn overrated we think the CakeLove cupcakes are. Room temperature or not, me no likey. Thoughts?
Just make sure the cupcakes have buttercream frosting… at least, that would solve everything for Selena.
The last thing I hurtled at Mike was a cork to a bottle of wine. Before that I threw crayons. I guess he would have preferred a cupcake.
HA! I made buttercream today…pistachio buttercream. It was good…but the treats it was intended for didn’t do so well.
We just hurl insults at each other…why take the anger out on a the innocent, cute, delicious cupcake?
You know? I’m going to have to agree with the over-ratedness of Cake Love. The Crunchy Feet are good, but the cupcakes…eh…
My favorite cupcakes are the cheap ones you get at the grocery store, or the homemade ones from a Betty Crocker mix. The cheaper the better!
Hey Kitty, we went back on Saturday, and Greg fell in love with the buttercream frosting lotion and immediately wanted to buy it for me.
For those of you in the dark, there is a store in DE that sold bath and body products in the scent of buttercream frosting. To which I said, “That would just be weird if someone were standing next to you and was like, ‘do you smell cake?’”"uh…yeah…that’s my perfume.”
Isn’t that better than being asked if you smell like berries?
This fight-enducing cupcake caused another tiff when Selena got unexpectedly irate that I removed the dark background color in her blog-post image of the cuppycake. She insisted that was how she wanted the cupcake presented and had me revert the image.
Hey, don’t forget the layout issues it caused. And that the cupcake was obviously a hasty photoshop job.
Stef-or a berry explosion…