I spent 2 nights at her house last weekend, including the night of my birthday. She had a birthday cupcake waiting for me. It was a large chocolate cupcake, with lots of chocolate chips and chocolate chunks and gobs of chocolate frosting. And a candle. Because it was a Birthday Cupcake.
So I took it home, happily. Yesterday I sent her this email:
The cupcake you sent has been gobbled. I couldn't eat it in one or even two sessions, but now I've tossed it down my gullet and I'm
Woo. I haven't had that much sugar in a year. No lie. But it was sho nuff GOOD
And this is what I got in response:
I sorta thought you might hand out some of those pieces of that tiny cake to the boys, as I was not trying to make more trouble for your non-shrinking weight numbers. But whatever, it's done now.
And then she lectured me on how to lose weight.
WTF, Mom? How do you divide a cupcake? That YOU bought and gave to me?