Over Run By Divas
The cake.
The one I worked long & hard on. It was made from scratch. I'm talking everything except the edible picture. We sang, the candles were blown out, the cake was cut & distributed. Then the food critic voice her opinion loud & clear. "I don't like this cake." She set the trend for the rest of the group. They slowly brought their plates back to the table one after the other. It was like the march of the penguins. Who do they think they are Gordon Ramsey? I can only imagine what they are going to be like when they are older. Bridezillas look out!
January, 31, 2009
Comments
nice work mom.
I like cake.
freaked me out a bit.
still freaking me out.
I'm freakin itchy all over my body ... but that is really only due to my complete and total hated of all things that crawl and have antennae