Remember when I accidently baked two King’s Cakes instead of one, and how I was going to send one to my boyfriend? Well I did. And I being the good girlfriend I am, realized that there was no way my boyfriend had powder sugar to make the icing. Thus I decided to send it to him. All wrapped up cute in tin foil with a plastic baggie of powder sugar attached with a pretty ribbon and a note saying how to make it. It was supposed to arrive in two days. Each day, I would wait patiently for it go get there and get a thank you. But it did not arrive until three days late. Why? Because apparently, the postal service figured out there was a bag of white powder and decided to test it (ie slash the baggie) so it pour powder all over the box. They also sent it to JFK numerous times, enough that someone had to write on the package exactly where to ship it in big sharpie lettering. So my advice is don’t ship powder sugar, next time I will just send him two dollars and tell him to go buy it himself.
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