Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Tayin' in the wane.... (now with more)





Ola Peeps,


 The other day while "I" was in cake heaven.......my spouse had this to say:


"Grandma had more frosting on hers"

"It needs to be in the refrigerator" (that's how Grandma did it)

"Grandma made it into a layer cake"  (as would I ,had the f'n thing come OUT of the pan)


Well excuuuuuuuuse me.



 




That reminded me of this other "cake incident" .....Picture it ...the olden days.....I think I was 23 years old.


 My dear little sister, Soul, was turning 19 years old.


 I take 3 babies and walk my fat self to the store to buy the stuff to make her a cake. One walking, one tripping over his own feet ,every few seconds and me carrying one 30 pound baby, the whole way.


I get home, whip up the cake and wait for my precious to get home.


Miss Priss arrives home and does not even EAT any of the cake! "Uh, sorry, I have plans with my friends."



Oh I should have learned my lesson back then.




Note to self: Never make a surprise cake for a Taurus EVER again.

Question to self: Why are the most significant people in my life ALL Taurus's? I must be a glutton for punishment.

(Update: my sister has informed me of HER version of events....you may see them here

http://soulmange.blogspot.com/2012/04/lost-in-translation.html

She came up with a pic too, note that the cake is not even cut. lol


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Yesterday, I had the joy of riding the bus to Frederiksberg, which I haven't done in quite some time. Now that we have a car, I usually wait for the days when I have the car.



I forgot what hell it is to ride the bus. I left the house, pulling my suitcase and walk to the bus stop. The weather wasn't too cold, maybe 50 degrees, but the damn wind was blowing like crazy.



By the time the bus showed up, mascara was streaming down my face from the damn wind making my eyes water.



The trip to Frederiksberg takes about 6 minutes in the car; on the bus it takes 30. The bus is sweltering hot, with the heat blaring. I remove my wool coat and hold it in my lap, an obese girl sits next to me, the heat from her body is about to make me spontaneously combust.



The bus stops, seemingly, every few feet . UGH! "We’re never going to get there."



I hum to myself, sigh loudly, and scorch.



We finally arrive and I feel like stripping my clothes off and running down the street, I’m so hot.
(I didn't do that)



I drag my suitcase to both of my thrift stores and the post office, wind howling into my eyes, mascara running. I catch sight of myself in the door, wipe my eyes and then notice that my hair now looks, literally, like a crooked birds nest atop my head. I am NOT in a good mood.




Needless to say, I found zilch at either thrift store. I was becoming bitchier by the second and still had the sweltering half hour bus ride to get home.



I'll spare you the details of the return trip. :)



By the time I got home ,I was such a bitch ,I thought to myself " Man ,If I was a dog ,someone would have me put to sleep."



My mood did not improve as I waited the next few hours for hubby to get home. I needed to cook dinner; it was time for me to be in my pajamas. The longer I waited, yep, the bitchier I got.



Finally about 7 P.M. hubby called and said “Do you want to just go out and get something to eat? I'm leaving now."



Hell YES ,I want to go get something.



 Luckily ,he asked before I had a chance to annihilate him, that does tend to ruin the mood.


Well, I have NO idea where I was going with that story.  (Hello ,senility!) I guess I'm just a bitch in the wind.


                                                  I do have the car today as hubs is out of town, so hello adventure. LOL Yeah right.


                                                                          Have a great day ya'll and if it's warm and non windy where you are, I hate you .

                                                                  

                                                                     Luv me




27 comments:

  1. "an obese girl sits next to me, the heat from her body is about to make me spontaneously combust."

    Bahahaha!!!!

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  2. "an obese girl sits next to me, the heat from her body is about to make me spontaneously combust."

    Bahahaha!!!!

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  3. Don't be hatin on taurus people, you never made me a cake, ok I prefer pie!......lol...sounds like fun, glad you got a car........and glad to see you posting on here again... I need this, your posts bring a much needed smile...........thankyou!....

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    1. No, but I have bought you a cake . That counts too.
      :)

      Love me

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  4. Ok miss LEO - i see the bad memory runS thru you like it does me. BUT " i have evidence".
    I remember this cake incident- surprisingly, i know, - but you know me- i rememer when i hurt people - its awful!
    But yeh.

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  5. Ugh my post wouldnt finish :((!
    I have blog fodder now - along with photographic evidence!
    Gimmee time to find and pot the pic- then i sg
    Hall save taurus's everywhere and clear up this story for you - this is not even close to how it went. Oh you and the walk was correct but i must defend myself

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  6. too flippin funny

    you need to blog more often

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    1. I'm trying. I realized that in spite of everything else, blogging is good for me. So ya'll nag if I get in a slump again.
      love me

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  7. ok send your peeps for correction - my post is up - go free your mind-- i love you

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  8. the cake isn't cut - cuz it's the pre-cut/eat photo -- asshole :))

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    1. I love it when someone calls me an asshole, it's so empowering. I feel so manly :))

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    2. too funny !!!!
      i just updated - go check it out

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  9. You too make me laugh, running over to souls post now

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  10. I want some Damn cake. Who wants a cookie

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    1. i want both. send me your dates before I keel you boy!

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  11. I want some Damn cake. Who wants a cookie

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  12. Hey! I'm not a Taurus and I'm significant! damn it! I like the part of this fairy tell where you try and say Soul's only 42 HAHA!

    Just kidding Sistah(s)

    Love you both - mean it!

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    1. Hey brutha!

      I miss you buddy, we're gonna skype you up during girl week.

      What is your sign? Probably something fabulous ,like a leo.

      Love me :)

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    2. We have yet to Skype, I think he turns all electronic s of

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  13. Well, you said "if it's warm and not windy where you are, I hate you" then you signed it "love me". So I shall. <3 Haggy. Lol! But don't worry, it will get cold and VERY windy by tonight. Annnd, it will make you and Soul feel better to know I need about 4,000 dollars to fix my teeth. and that's just the beginning. Feel better? Imma go see what Soul wrote in defense. Love youse guys.

    Aud

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    1. I feel your pain honey, that's why I've had a hole in the back of my head for 15 years. Go to jail and get some free dentures. lol

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    2. who is this anon person? :))

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  14. You baked a cake for Soul and she didn't even eat any - she was in large hurry to go out with friends. You should have allowed Soul to go out with her friends wearing the cake on her head. That way she wouldn't have to order dessert, just take out her comb. G5

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    1. i DID eat the damn cake! that was the pre- ugly cut the cake pic! geez!

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  15. Next time fruitless shopping turns you into a beeyotch, just simply come home, open the vodka, drink about 4 strong ones and everything will be warm and fuzzy. It's called Attitude Adjustment. G5

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    1. I'm on the "get rid of my gut diet " so no drinking right now. Otherwise that would have been the cure, for sure!

      I'm glad my sister is no longer 19 . lol

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    2. why is that? i wish i was 19 --- i bet you wish you were too. i wish we both were
      memoreeeeeeeees

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