yesterday was Conny’s birthday. so me and Mike decided that we would make a cake. but during Sat.’s crazy shopping trip i forgot to buy one ingredient. so yesterday when Alex asked if anyone was going to join him for chair shopping i jumped at the chance. for my ass had not ass-tested anything in a while, since couch shopping actually. so i *wiggles ass*ed and agreed to embark on yet another trek to the mall, my millionth home [i have seriously lost track at this point, no joke]. Mike bailed out, so it was just me and Alex. the mall apparently doesn’t sell computer chairs… at all. except for a fancy store with ugly expensive chairs, but i doubt that even counts! somehow in the whole shin-dig, before we even got to Staples for the chair, i end up buying 2 DVDs [despite the fact that i am really not supposed to be spending ANY money whatsoever] and Alex ends up with 2 bagels. after much ass-testing and giggling, Alex decided on a chair. with an evil grin and a giggle i pointed out that he gets free delivery on it, and convinced him to go for it. i laughed some more at the thought of some poor guy having to deliver a chair… across the street!!! long story short they were out of stock. but its still getting delivered. then Alex pulled a Mike. we went in to Loblaws so i could get some evaporated milk for Conny’s cake, apparently we needed a shopping cart for that 😉 the free sample lady got us with her tasty sausages. and we ended up having to take the shopping cart through the gate in the fence. which finally answered the age old question that has been in my mind since the Zellers shopping cart incident of "can it even fit through the fence?" the answer is yes. yes it can.
in the kitchen me and Mike set to making the cake. i looked at the cake mix box, which the recipe called for, and freaked because it said eggs. the one thing no one had bought. i didn’t bother to check the recipe in the book, i just ran out the door cursing and swearing. ran there, ran back. out of breath, i go to the recipe to see where we start. turns out you don’t have to make the cake mix, you just pour it into the bowl and follow the book recipe. more swearing and cursing. then a few giggles.
the sausages kept squirting grease out and it looked like they were taking a piss. and it made the flames go really high. this kept us amused for quite some time. after the BBQ feast was had. we set our sights on the delicious German Chocolate Brownie Cake Concotion that filled the house with its irresistible scent. but we had to put icing on it. here i learned that icing and frosting are two different things, when i almost broke the icing squeezing tube. so we just smothered the whole top with chocolate frosting. but then we had to get the frosting out of the tube. so Alex turned it inside out… and it looked so wrong. looked like a turd. we couldn’t stop laughing. and every time we tried, it just got worse because Alex squeezed more frosting out. then there was a mini-frosting fight between me and Mike. when Conny cut the brownie cake, she divided it length-wise by three. Mike & Alex came to the conclusion that someone had to be eliminated. next thing i know they are holding me by my ankles and arms, wondering where to get rid of me. one of them suggested the sink. i shrieked "But the sink is wet!!!". they started laughing so hard they had to put me down to keep from dropping me.
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