You know,
All week long I eat very healthy.
Ridiculously healthy.
Boringly healthy.
But have I forgotten my favourite delicious foods?!?
ARE YOU CRAZY?!?
So, on Sunday, I loosen up a little, and I make something that I LURV.
AND I LOVE CAKE!
I FREAKING LOVE CAKE!!!
But not just any old cake. It has to be GOOD CAKE. You go ahead and make your boxed cake mix cake, and still call it cake. Fine....for you.
I'm talking about light, fluffy delicious cake that tastes like butter and sugar and vanilla, with a fluffy, sugary, buttery icing.
THAT is what I want. And I wanted that stupid cake ALL WEEK.
But why make just any old cake?
Why not make...
BLUE CAKE!!!
Actually, that was totally The Man's idea. I held out for a long time, because--blue cake? What? Am I FIVE? No. I am not. I am a grown woman.
Meh. He wore me down.
But WHO CARES ?!? IT'S CAKE! CAAAAAAAKE! WONDERFUL SWIRLY ICING AND SUGAR-CRAMMED HEAVENLY CREATION!!!!
CAKE, CAKE, CAKE, CAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!!!!!!
TAKE A BITE...
DO YOU HEAR THE MUSIC???
YOU ARE EATING CAAAAAAAAAAKE
WHO CARES ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE EXCEPT SWEET, DELICIOUS
CAKE
There's only one little problem...you never eat that way usually...
...and you're FORTY now...
One good-sized slice of cake now equals immediate gut-rot.
Sorry.
Whoo! That was boring.
