I'm seeing my friend Stacey tonight to watch Top Chef, as is our Wednesday tradition. Her birthday was on Sunday, which I totally forgot until yesterday even though I had prominently written it in my calendar because I am the Best Friend Ever.
To make up a little bit for being a jackass, I bought cupcakes to bring to her house yesterday. BTW, Chicagoans, I totally gave Sweet Mandy B's another chance. I think I just got a bad batch the first time. Anyway, now I really appreciate their product because their cakes stay fresh, meaning I could buy cupcakes yesterday and serve them today without issue.
That is, except that sometime between when I left for the gym earlier today and now, a cat barfed all over the cupcake container which I'd left on the table. Even though the cupcakes inside are fine, I can't in good conscience serve dessert with vomit a la mode. What would I say to Stacey as I handed her a sullied container? "Happy birthday! I cared enough to hose off the chunks!"
Now I have to go out and buy more cupcakes and I'm embarrassed to go back to Sweet Mandy B's because I was just there 24 hours ago. Normally I don't care about anyone's opinion, and I'd be all "Cupcake up, bitches," but I get the feeling if I went in there, I couldn't stop myself from trying to convince the cashier, "A cat barfed on my cupcakes so I came back for more and I totally didn't eat them all in one sitting like the last time." I imagine I would seem as credible as when I told the pharmacist I accidentally dumped all my Xanax down the drain - totally true, FYI - and no I did not use them recreationally even though they pack a super good buzz, particularly when chased with a glass of Savignon blanc and now I need some more, yes, right now, please, and WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME WITH THAT MIX OF PITY AND FEAR?
You know what? I've probably said too much.
Sounds like your cat new just what he (she?) was doing! Ruin the food so he can have it all
Posted by: nosaby | May 28, 2008 at 04:41 PM
OMG!!!
MY birthday was Sunday too! (Or Monday, long story but we're sticking with 5/25) ANYWHO-My ever loving sweet husband and teenage boys bought me flowers from the floral shop at the grocery store. GREAT! Seriously!
Well, long story SHORT...those sweet men in my life got me flowers.......in a plastic granite looking 'vase'......with the bottom piece that comes off....so that it fits in the notch by the....
HEADSTONE at the CEMETERY!!!!!
39 years my bday has been on/around Memorial Day and this is the first year I've gotten flowers for DEAD people on my bday! :) I told him....FUNNY for 39....NOT SO FUNNY for 40th!! :)
Posted by: Christina G | May 28, 2008 at 04:36 PM
Thats so funny!
My dad loves his moms homemade sugar cookies LOVES THEM. For his birthday about 2 years ago she gave him this huge box of them and he sticks them under the bed. After he leaves my mom takes the box and empties it into a a tupperware bin and puts the box back under the bed. So my Mom and I left to run errands and my dad calls flipping out cause he thinks the dog ate the cookies (and put the box back in the exact spot under the bed, undamaged).
I didn't let my dog take the blame but I did get a great laugh out of it.
Just finished such a pretty fat and it was great!
Posted by: Candice | May 28, 2008 at 04:32 PM
OMG they so love repeat customers!! Of course, you could always bake yourself (gasp!). Just kidding - who does that anymore? Why not go for a totally different type of decadence ... a box of chocolates, or better yet some wine!?
Posted by: Twenty Four At Heart | May 28, 2008 at 04:30 PM
Either Bittersweet, or Swirlz, which is, at least in Lincoln Park, because I assume time is of the essence.
Sweet Occasions in Andersonville once gave me free cupcakes when I said I was a concierge, I bet they would be sypathetic the the cat puke plight.
Posted by: Magen | May 28, 2008 at 04:27 PM
Take a few deep breaths first (I'd say take a Zanax but..) then go get your cupcakes and screw what they think! Hmmm...I'm hungry for cupcakes now.
Posted by: caribbeansue | May 28, 2008 at 04:26 PM
go to bittersweet on belmont! so delish. and, without judgement.
Posted by: carolyn | May 28, 2008 at 04:23 PM
Your cat has excellent aim. ;)
I bet there are different people working there today so no one will recognize you. Wear a hat. Go incognito!
Posted by: sizzle | May 28, 2008 at 04:23 PM
You know what? Do it. Sack up, march in there and be all, that's right bitches, I'm giving y'all more business, so gimme my goddamn cupcakes.
And then order one for yourself too :)
Posted by: Traci | May 28, 2008 at 04:16 PM