“Oh shit, the cake’s on fire!”

It’s taken me an entire week to recover from Tatum’s festivities, hence the belated birthday post.  Dreading the celebration associated with my child’s special day [or in her case weekend] makes me feel like Mother of the Year but the truth shall set you free, right?  Now that the stress has come and gone I feel like I can revisit the fantastic four without having a stroke…so let’s discuss the combustible otherwise known as cake.

Life has a funny way of forcing me to laugh when I need it most.  How fitting that after such a stressful occasion our customized creation went aflame.  Luckily we salvaged most of it but the house still reeked of burnt frosting for the next 48 hours.  Is that grounds for a lawsuit?  Or at least a discount next time?  Their attorneys will probably spin it that we chose poor placement for the candles but whatever.


Warning:  flammable

Luckily things went smoother during our second video attempt.  No flaming cakes.  Tatum acknowledged it was indeed her birthday.  I did not curse.  Success!

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,



About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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