Today I got an email from a kute mom who is a ho-hum stalker of mine. She said she has a kute daughter's named Kasey who just so happens to attend my kute university (which will go un-named to protect it's identity and location). She told me kute Kasey is having a birthday today and did I happen to know anyone who could deliver some balloons or flowers or cupcakes to her dorm?
Did she say cupcakes?
Everyone knows that making cupcakes is my passion. Since I didn't have time to sewl any, I decided to bake some real ones and deliver them to kute Kasey myself.
Everything was going along just swimmingly and I had my first cupcake ready when my bff in real life, crazy Laura, showed up and started bossing me around.
"Crash," she said, "You need more swirl. And do you have anything to put on top besides a dum dum sucker?"
"Okay, and Yes," I said.
"I have a dum dum gum pop."
"No, Crash," said Swirl. (I call her Swirl since she recently changed her blog identity from Boys and Balls Bouncing Off the Walls to Girl in a Swirl. It means the exact same thing anyway. I told her she should change her blog to Crazy Laura like everyone else. And anyway she really is crazy. Anyone who takes photos of themselves in their bathroom mirror is nuts if you ask me.)
"No, Crash," said Swirl. "MORE SWIRL, and stop already with the dum dum dum suckers. Do you have anything . . . smarter?"
"Okay, and YES," I said.
"There!" I said. "Swirlier and Smartier."
She yanked my frosting decorator thingie right out of my hands and said, "Let me do it, Crash."
(So rude. She's not even my bff in real life either. She's just my neighbor who borrows my eggs and I borrow her onions.)
"This is how you decorate a swirly-smarty cupcake," she said.
And she proceeded to totally one up me with the swirls. And then she's like, "I made the perfect card for this occasion. Let me run home and get it."
But look at the way she signed the card.
Am I being petty? Because this whole cupcake thing was MY idea.
Then she wants to tag along with me to deliver the cupcakes. I was like, "Don't you have somewhere to be or something to do?" And she's like "No, this is so much fun, Crash. Let's see which cupcakes kute Kasey likes better."
She totally put kute Kasey on the spot with all her questions, I could tell.
And then this is what happened to MY cupcakes!
Swirl thought it was the kutest thing ever.
And now they're bff's.
Anyway . . . HAPPY BIRTHDAY KUTE KASEY!