So, I ate 3/4 of a cake today. It was my mom's 26th birthday. The cake was on the counter and she was in the shower, so I just pushed a chair up to the counter and got the cake. It was just too good to pass up. Honestly, I thought I had the whole thing sewn up except I didn't get all the purple and pink frosting off my snout...my bad. The key is to learn from your mistakes....next time, leave no evidence. The cake was magnificent, unfortunately I suffered a severe sugar crash after running around like a maniac for a few hours. Then, I had the best nap of my life. It was amazing.
There is a picture of "said cake" posted--my people ate the wedge that says "A", and I ate the "Happy Birthday". Honestly, it wasn't THAT big of a cake. I don't know what the big deal is. It was nothing compared to when I ate 2 dozen frosted cupcakes....or the time I stole PB&J sandwiches out of my mom's backpack...or the time I unscrewed a jar of honey and ate that (natural laxitive....not a good idea. Definitely had a case of buyer's remorse after that one). In the big scheme of things, it really was more of an hors d'oeuvre.