Quite simply it all started out with a devious plan for (Cue
the evil laugh please) WAHAHAHAHA. We just completed a successful birthday
celebration and had politely bid our guests goodbye. I began to get excited
because my almighty, super awesome plan would be put into effect.
The plan was simple, get the piece of cake-the perfect size
would fit right into the palm of my hand and have plenty of frosting and
filling for maximum effect. Then I would then proceed to sneak up behind my
unsuspecting sister and stealthily smash and squish that perfect piece of cake
right into her lovely face! How could it fail?
Well, first of all she knew something was up…I can’t help
it, just can’t keep a straight face when I have a devious plan. (Shaking head
on frustration!) But I continued to proceed with hopes that I could pull it
off.
I picked out the perfect piece of sweet deliciousness and
even placed extra frosting on top. I walked slowly and stealthily behind her,
lifted the cake and then….well, that’s when the plan all fell apart.
She saw that cake coming towards her and quicker than speedy
Gonzales dodged out of the way. I lost my balance and almost fell on the dog.
All the while my hand, that was holding the cake, continued to gain momentum and
as my wobbly legs gained their balance…the cake exploded…..in my face. Yes…the
cake “I” was holding. -_-
My brother, who was in on the plan, but decided to be an “innocent”
by stander, start laughing uncontrollably while stuttering out, “HAHAHAHA, how
could that happen! You smashed the cake into your own face! HAHAHAHA!”
My eyes began to burn with mock anger, seeking retribution
on the original target- who had so easily eluded my cake attack, or perhaps, instead
of anger, it was the cake and sticky frosting dripping down into my eye…
Not one to claim defeat I clung to the bits of cake left in
my hand when I’d inadvertently missed the intended target. But my sister’s much
longer arms and taller legs kept her from receiving a full dose of the cake
while I continued to get pummeled!
We danced around the dogs, who were trying to eat the cake, frosting
and peanut butter filling that fell to the floor, when my brother, probably
deciding that I was outmatched, decided to try and hold her down. But she fought
like a wild cat, clawing at my face, smashing cake further into my hair and all
over the place!
The cake fighting continued from our kitchen and into my
brother’s room- which is right next to the kitchen. When everything finally
settled down we were all laughing so hard and cake was everywhere…except for
the intended target!
So I’m standing there- my whole face felt like it was
getting a skin tightening spa treatment, from all the sugar and peanut butter
filling on my face, my hair was plastered
to my head, like I’d used too much hairspray, and I was certain there
was at least a black eye or a bloody nose about to happen. She still stood with
only a teeny, tiny spot of frosting on her…see this is why I don’t pull pranks.
I end up getting it worse than the person I’m supposed to be pranking!
My brother, who was completely untouched my any cake, wished
to chronicle the end result of the fight and decided to take a picture. Seeing
the opportune moment to be a BIG help to my dear sister, I jumped in and
quickly offered, “Let me help you make it look good!”
Somehow through all the mayhem, I’d managed to save a small
handful of cake and frosting for the perfect moment. This was it! At last I would
be able get some cake, peanut butter filling and buttercream frosting applied
to her face! And boy did I rub it in! Ah, sweet victory!
The kitchen and my brother’s room ended up with cake crumbs
and frosting all over the place- but our in home vacuum cleaners- also known as
our three dogs, helped with the cleanup. We had a super great time- boy was it
fun!
What I’ve learned is that sometimes you have to let go,
throw all caution to the wind and just do it. If it doesn’t work out like you
planned, keep going you never know what kind of memories you will create. :D
The only thing I’m wondering now: is peanut butter a good
exfoliating treatment? Because my face feels amazing! ;)
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