Today is Ro's 11th birthday (boy, do I feel old now), and I'm taking a minute to write this while the cake is in the oven. I used to make cakes like this:
But this year it'll have to be an ordinary one with powdered sugar on top, since we are busy, busy, busy. Today just happens to coincide with Catgirl and Princess V's (that's what she decided her blog name should be) rhythmic gymnastics show, so I feel like a chicken running around after it's head has been cut off.
Make cake, wrap presents, get kids hair into little buns that never seem to come out right, lunch, rehearsal...
Catgirl went shopping with Jesús yesterday, and they came home with some silver cake sprinkles, so at least the cake would be a little more special. But I remembered when I was a kid they always told us not to eat those, but on these it didn't say that they were only for decoration. Still, I figured anything that color can't be too healthy, so I looked up the additives, E174 and E171. They turned out to be titanium dioxide and silver...silver! When I looked it up it said, "Long, regular consumption can lead to kidney damage and a blue-grey discoloration of the eyes, nose and nasal septum, throat and skin."
Um, eat something that can give me kidney damage and turn me blue?
No thanks. I've never been a big fan of the Smurfs, and I don't want to end up looking like one. That's all I need to go with my braces, blue skin. And I'm pretty fond of my kidneys, thank you very much. So, much to the kids' dismay, I said those little pearls of poison were going back to the store.
Okay, the cake is finished. Time to get this show on the road.
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