First of all, thank you to Jon for being the first to wish me a Happy Birthday on this blog. Yes, it's my birthday and yes, I'm fucking old. STFU.
Not only am I working on my birthday, but guess what I'm doing at lunch time today? I'm going to the post office to ship brownies to a grumpy person! There's some irony for you. Oh and Lindy was 100% right. After the brownie batter was scraped into the baking pan and in the oven....the brownie covered bowl and spoon were calling me and yep, mmmmm I had a taste. Frigging yummy! Oh and I hada brownie after they were done too. It was almost my birthday for Pete's sake! They're delish.
So I'm in the elevator of my building riding up to my office this morning and there's an unfamiliar man in the elevator with me, going to a different floor and he says to me, something like:
"It can't be that bad, why so glum?"
(this is just me in my early morning/precoffee/anti-social stance)
For some bizarre reason, I reply:
"I'm really not that glum; in fact, it's my birthday."
As soon as it came out of my mouth I thought "Why the FUCK am I telling strangers it's my birthday?".
And he replied:
"Oh my God, it's my birthday too!"
Now, of course my reply was something akin to "bull shit!" but he insisted that it is in fact,his birthday too. In fact, he said:
"August 21st, 1958! How about you?"
So of course I told him the year I was born too...so yeah, I told a random person in the elevator my birthday including the year. Weird. We wished each other a happy birthday and then he got off on the 4th floor. Sweet guy though...assuming he isn't lying.
I got into work and my boss gave me a HUGE bouquet of ROSES. Very sweet also. Not quite as good as say, having the day off, but that's okay...I had a bunch of days off last week.
Okay work calls, and then I'm off to mail the yummiest brownies ever. Assuming of course, you like thick, rich, dark decadent brownies WITH NO NUTS.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Evan's birthday cake. He got a red left-handed electric guitar for his birthday and a matching cake.
I didn't think to take pics until after I carved the cake out of a rectangle.
You can see the template I cut out of a manilla folder in the background above.
The neck of the guitar is made of Rice Krispie treats and the rest is vanilla cake. At this point I put the base coat of frosting on.
Frosted the neck. The black frosting is actually banana flavored.
The guitar strings are the only inedible part, which are embroidery thread. The thingys on the end are Sugar Babies.
My first and probably last guitar cake. It took a lot longer than I thought it would.
This one isn't made of cake!