Cake for you!
Ugh, this weekend was a rollercoaster of emotions for me. Saturday I just woke up in the weirdest funk, and it lasted the entire day. I did some serious thinking about the past year, mostly focusing on bad choices I made and failed oppurtunities, and even I wasn't prepared for how many tears I let loose. I was close to throwing up on more than occasion. I was just an absolute mess...and it's a good thing nobody saw me that day. Absolutely everything was setting me off.
But Emily came to the rescue, though (as she always does). She drove us out to get some sherbet and just chatted about things for a few hours. I could not have asked for a better friend :) She's always there for me, and makes me smile even when I don't want to (isn't that a song somewhere?). It helped to get some things off my chest, and then we started talking about our future moving-out plans. We couldn't contain our excitement at the thought of splitting a grocery bill, and consequently fighting over eating each other's food. It sounds amazing to me. We're gonna aim for something around the spring/summer seasons next year, hopefully. I just pulled those dates out of my ass, but they sound reasonable enough to me.
After the sherbet soiree, we hung out with our cool selves and downed the Kool-Aid like nobody's business. And that's when we had an amazing thought: Since Kool-Aid is already phenomenal as is, it has to be even more amazing when mixed with other food products, right? Like cake. A Kool-Aid cake sounded fantastic to us at the time...and I'm not really sure why. But, regardless, we jumped on that earlier today and had ourselves a little adventure. An Adventure in Baking, if you will.
But who would've thought a Tropical Punch cake with Grape icing would go so horribly wrong?
Emily's hotness was blinding me so much that I had to don the shades.
Mmm...grease. (you can't imagine how long it took to get us in the frame together..with the pizza. I won't reveal the exact number of minutes, so as to keep judgement from being passed)
Vanna White be damned.
We pretty much chose this kind of cake mix because of the pretty colors. Oh, and the name. Check this out: Funfetti Cake Mix. That's hot. Oh, and I'm really not holding a roll of paper towels, despite what you're seeing.
Tropical Punch cake batter....Believe me, if you could've smelled this stuff you would've done the same thing.
...Ok, I lied
Pouring is an art.
...that I have yet to master.
My Blank Check moment. (check out all that Kool-Aid!)
Emily wasn't so lucky.
She's about to destroy me with a single card. Don't let that cute smile fool you - this lil' lady is deadly.
I'm not cheating. Really.
We thought the term "stabbing the cake" was a little harsh to describe the toothpick test, but after tasting the stuff...we really should've killed it while we had the chance.
Believe me, if you could've smelled this stuff you would've done the same thing.
...Ok, I lied again.
Look how tasty that looks...
The moment of truth!
Whose idea was it to make a Kool-Aid cake anyway?
Us channeling a dance move from one of B*Witched's music videos. Can you guess which one? I'll give you a piece of the cake if you can....or a cookie. Would you prefer a cookie? (go with the cookie). We're looking uber cute in this pic :)
It was one of the best days I've had this summer. We jammed to B*Witched and busted out the choreography from the videos that we memorized back in the day, that I may or may not have forced upon Emily to make me feel more masculine. And I'm not the only person who enjoys this sexy Irish foursome, did you catch that? You should all be ashamed for thinking that I was the only one. And I only made her listen to them against her will a few times. >_> We also dabbled in the majicks cards, and went rollerblading in the blistering heat. And, not surprisingly, we only made it around the block. I heart my Emily :)
Yesterday was the Memorial Day festivities at my place. My dad went psycho with the barbeque and made enough food to feed all of Mogadore. Granted that's not a lot of people...but only six people came. A good end-product with this, though, is that he also overstocked on Mike's Hard Lemonade. *devilish grin* It wasn't so bad, though. Courtney and I had another lovely chat and Cory and I played a little bit of Conker's Bad Fur Day. Squirrels getting trashed and blowing shit up? Yes, ma'am.
I have my interview with UPS tomorrow, and FedEx is also supposed to call me about that job. I think I might take it if they offer it to me :/ And I'll probably take the UPS job if they offer me that, too. Sigh, it'll completely kill my social life but it'll give me wads of cash that are as big as Eugene Levy's body of work, right? It's kind of a sad thought,. but I'll have more money to spend on Kool-Aid!
Oh yeah!
And I guess the Pocahontas/Peter Pan debate wasn't so hot as I remember it being last year. Anyway, I'm making an executive decision and saying that Pocahontas is definitely the more manly of movies. There's really no contest if you think about it.
But Emily came to the rescue, though (as she always does). She drove us out to get some sherbet and just chatted about things for a few hours. I could not have asked for a better friend :) She's always there for me, and makes me smile even when I don't want to (isn't that a song somewhere?). It helped to get some things off my chest, and then we started talking about our future moving-out plans. We couldn't contain our excitement at the thought of splitting a grocery bill, and consequently fighting over eating each other's food. It sounds amazing to me. We're gonna aim for something around the spring/summer seasons next year, hopefully. I just pulled those dates out of my ass, but they sound reasonable enough to me.
After the sherbet soiree, we hung out with our cool selves and downed the Kool-Aid like nobody's business. And that's when we had an amazing thought: Since Kool-Aid is already phenomenal as is, it has to be even more amazing when mixed with other food products, right? Like cake. A Kool-Aid cake sounded fantastic to us at the time...and I'm not really sure why. But, regardless, we jumped on that earlier today and had ourselves a little adventure. An Adventure in Baking, if you will.
But who would've thought a Tropical Punch cake with Grape icing would go so horribly wrong?
Emily's hotness was blinding me so much that I had to don the shades.
Mmm...grease. (you can't imagine how long it took to get us in the frame together..with the pizza. I won't reveal the exact number of minutes, so as to keep judgement from being passed)
Vanna White be damned.
We pretty much chose this kind of cake mix because of the pretty colors. Oh, and the name. Check this out: Funfetti Cake Mix. That's hot. Oh, and I'm really not holding a roll of paper towels, despite what you're seeing.
Tropical Punch cake batter....Believe me, if you could've smelled this stuff you would've done the same thing.
...Ok, I lied
Pouring is an art.
...that I have yet to master.
My Blank Check moment. (check out all that Kool-Aid!)
Emily wasn't so lucky.
She's about to destroy me with a single card. Don't let that cute smile fool you - this lil' lady is deadly.
I'm not cheating. Really.
We thought the term "stabbing the cake" was a little harsh to describe the toothpick test, but after tasting the stuff...we really should've killed it while we had the chance.
Believe me, if you could've smelled this stuff you would've done the same thing.
...Ok, I lied again.
Look how tasty that looks...
The moment of truth!
Whose idea was it to make a Kool-Aid cake anyway?
Us channeling a dance move from one of B*Witched's music videos. Can you guess which one? I'll give you a piece of the cake if you can....or a cookie. Would you prefer a cookie? (go with the cookie). We're looking uber cute in this pic :)
It was one of the best days I've had this summer. We jammed to B*Witched and busted out the choreography from the videos that we memorized back in the day, that I may or may not have forced upon Emily to make me feel more masculine. And I'm not the only person who enjoys this sexy Irish foursome, did you catch that? You should all be ashamed for thinking that I was the only one. And I only made her listen to them against her will a few times. >_> We also dabbled in the majicks cards, and went rollerblading in the blistering heat. And, not surprisingly, we only made it around the block. I heart my Emily :)
Yesterday was the Memorial Day festivities at my place. My dad went psycho with the barbeque and made enough food to feed all of Mogadore. Granted that's not a lot of people...but only six people came. A good end-product with this, though, is that he also overstocked on Mike's Hard Lemonade. *devilish grin* It wasn't so bad, though. Courtney and I had another lovely chat and Cory and I played a little bit of Conker's Bad Fur Day. Squirrels getting trashed and blowing shit up? Yes, ma'am.
I have my interview with UPS tomorrow, and FedEx is also supposed to call me about that job. I think I might take it if they offer it to me :/ And I'll probably take the UPS job if they offer me that, too. Sigh, it'll completely kill my social life but it'll give me wads of cash that are as big as Eugene Levy's body of work, right? It's kind of a sad thought,. but I'll have more money to spend on Kool-Aid!
Oh yeah!
And I guess the Pocahontas/Peter Pan debate wasn't so hot as I remember it being last year. Anyway, I'm making an executive decision and saying that Pocahontas is definitely the more manly of movies. There's really no contest if you think about it.