I cut open the box, pulled away the packing and just started laughing. Josh was looking at me as though I'd lost my mind. What was in it? A jack-o-lantern cake pan!
Ok so before you join Josh on the "Megan is crazy" campaign, let me tell you a story.
Back when we all lived on Dorena Drive, and Gina and I were probably like what... 12ish? Gina and I got into this phase of baking ... a lot. Her mom was incredibly gracious about letting us use all of her flour, sugar and other said pantry items. We made cakes mostly now that I think about it... funnel cakes, cup cakes and most importantly, jack-o-lantern cakes! So, the baking part went off without a hitch, we've got Betty Crocker beat. Mix 2 pre-teen girls, a huge bowl of home made frosting and way too much food coloring together and here's what happens.
We made two cakes, naturally. One for her house, one for mine. We made a huge bowl of frosting (hey Gina, do you still have that recipe? I have never been able to make home made frosting that tastes quite as good as that did.) We successfully made orange, yellow and green frosting for the first pumpkin. It turned out soo cute! On to the next. Gina was in command, frosting, check, orange dye.... I went to hand it to her and it was just about empty. Hmm... well, being as brilliant as Gina and I are, we figured we'll just mix a couple other colors together, and make orange! Gosh, how we didn't strain our selves patting each other on the back is beyond me. So for whatever reason, if my memory serves me right, it became crucial to taste the frosting in order to see if it had successfully made it to the orange shade we were after. It didn't take long for us to be like mad scientists hiding in the corner mixing way too much dye into the frosting and laughing like lunatics on a sugar high. At this point, our beloved frosting had turned this disgusting color that can only be described as a mixture of pea soup and a turned avocado. It was in this fit of laughter that Gina fatefully dug her finger into the bowl and lifted a giant glob of goo to her face, and smeared it across her teeth. Her face transformed into a huge smile... my head went back I couldn't breath, tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard, and then BAM like ice water down my back, my eyes were glued in terror... on Gina's mom looming over us in the doorway. Gina tried mercifully to keep her mouth closed but it was pointless, green goop was all around her mouth, oozing from her lips, almost looking like a new string of a a rabies virus. We stared up at her in silence for a moment before jumping as we heard "GINA LOUISE MEEKS GO BRUSH YOUR TEETH RIGHT NOW". I sure wasn't gonna stand in the kitchen looking guilty so I ran into the bathroom with Gina where we continued to laugh while she scrubbed away. Oh but poor Gina. It would not end there. She continued to laugh as she spit and rinsed, only to look in the mirror to find her now clean teeth were stained green.
We were banned from ever making colored frosting again. My only regret is that we have no pictures of this!
So it was a fond memory that made me cackle out in amusement last night and I can't wait to make a cake with the girls this coming weekend! I think this time I'll make sure I have the right dye before we get started!
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