Let There Be Cake

I did it.

I waited for Ash to get home to share the moment.

I carefully unwrapped the cake, looked at it, pondering my wee venture and then took a small forkful.

The texture was more pleasing than the taste. While it was tasty (it's my mom's cake for crying out loud!), I didn't like it. Nonetheless, there was a strong pull to have another forkful JUST to be sure. I was disappointed and happy with how I felt.

It was way too sweet.

yes, sarah short macdougall said this! I too am shocked!

Had I eaten the whole kit and kaboodle, I think I'd have gone into a shock.

And you know what I did next!?

 Sacrilege really...

 I threw it out! OMG! I threw it out.

Oh my.

I hope the cake gods don't strike me down.

NEVER have I thrown out perfectly good cake, chocolate or what not!

At first a sickening feeling over came me but the thrill of CHOSING not to eat more took over with Waahooooo.

 And a click of the camera to document my sacrilege!

Should I have kept it for someone else? How thoughtless of me. ha ha ha.

Well... I am pleased and confused and happy and confused and um confused.

Haha.

Pictorially:

Unwrapped, waiting

Diggin' in

Oh the anticipation!

In it goes and...

Ah well, not as good as it would have been 30 days ago!

In the garbage, sorry for the rest of the garbage

the end.