Look what we found last night, right next to the screen porch. Yup. It’s a possum.
Divorce Cake
Tuesday, July 21st, 2009
Here’s one of the Divorce Cakes Kelly sent me. Thought this was…elaborate. We’ll call it Option ‘A.’
This one seemed… funny…in a not too mean way. (Some of the cakes were vicious, depicting death scenes. Not my style.)
Let’s call it Option ‘B.’
Okay. Now this one… I would have to revamp…a lot. NO DEATH SCENE. I’m liking the chocolate roses. I’m thinking lone woman standing triumphant. No mean phrases. I’m not trying to down my ex. We’re on good terms. We have children together. We need to keep it that way.
So, with the changes I’ve suggested… we’ll call it Option ‘C.’
Time to vote people. Remember. Really, this is simply an excuse for me to eat another one of Vicky’s cakes. And I do subscribe to the philosphy that if a marriage starts with cake, it should end with it, too.
Bon appetit!
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