Ok. As you have have guessed from the title... this post is a bit of a clarification for my Dad. I got left alone for a bit, and I thought I was going to have some time. So, I did what any normal person does- I blasted my music in the kitchen, preheated the oven, and began to make a cake for my family. I knew I didn't have karate class today, so I figured I would have plenty of time and that it would be a nice surprise that I'd have plenty of time to finish, given I had about an hour.
However, I decided to start by making the frosting first while the oven preheated- something I rarely do. I figured, however, that it would be easier for the icing to thicken while I made the cake (since I had to use completely melted butter in the recipe). This strategy SEEMED to be going fine... the oven was preheating, the song 'Nerds and Cigarettes' by Picture Me Broken was playing loudly, and the icing was mixing itself on the counter while I washed the dishes... when I heard it. The car pulling into the driveway. Side note about this story- the icing recipe I was using (which I believe I've shared on this blog before) required cocoa powder. A lot of it. And me, being the spaz that I am, attempted to pour the cocoa powder into the measuring cup directly from the box, rather than using a spoon like anyone else would have. Well, long story short- what was meant to be 1/3 of a cup of cocoa powder turned out to be a whole frickin' BOX of cocoa powder, all over the kitchen floor. So, in the time I COULD have probably had the frosting made in, I spent cleaning the floor, vacuuming, and beating the rug outside on the front porch to exhume the cocoa powder from it. Needless to say, all was cleaned up- but I then had to explain to my grandma (who had gone to the store but came home early due to feeling ill) why there was icing being made and why the oven was on. She was thankfully very happy I was making something since I hadn't in awhile, and I didn't get in trouble. And THAT is the story. Of how I am now sitting here eating tortilla chips and writing this post, with only this, my poem, and a bit of the Earth paper finished. Don't kill me please. Maddie
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