Comments on: I threw a cake when I was nine. I’ll tell you that story later.

By: 7letterDeborah

7letterDeborah — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 21:52:17 +0000

Question: Were you wearing your lovely Danskos?

I ask because that ankle thing always happened to me when I wore my Danskos, until one day I had such a bad twist that I finally had to give them away.

By: amy

amy — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 04:50:04 +0000

I signed up to bring treats for the teachers today for conferences, and totally blew it off. Not even forgot, just intentionally didn’t do it. Why? Well, No Country for Old Men was on tv last night. I watched tv instead of making treats for the teachers. Um, sorry, teachers.

By: Alli

Alli — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 03:42:35 +0000

I love the office lady! I probably would have cried right then because she was being so nice. Glad you didn’t land on your face!

By: Jean

Jean — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 21:47:04 +0000

I am dying here, laughing. The picture that you paint!! I could FEEL your ankle roll. I could SEE the brownie pan flying through the air. You kill me.

This is SO an event that would happen to me. Only the s-word would’ve been pleasant compared to what would’ve come out of my mouth!! Teachers eat anything – - that super nice lady in the office is a riot.

By: dee

dee — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 20:05:41 +0000

I feel your pain, sistah. I did a similar acrobatic act walking down some mossy steps escorting my son to some high-end birthday party when he was 7 or so. I did the slow mo “Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit” as my arms propellered around in the air with me ultimately landing on the kid’s birthday present. It was quite humiliating.

What a great mommy you are making brownies on the fly like that. No one can pass up hot fresh brownies no matter their appearance. Kudos to you.

By: Jennifer Krieger

Jennifer Krieger — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 17:18:36 +0000

“Like bending a Cutlass Supreme back into shape” – superb! I will laugh all day over that.
Jenny

By: Effie

Effie — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:14:22 +0000

hooray for brownies–even crumpled ones–similar incident this morning–my last day at work before mat. leave (1 year in Ontario people–gotta love it!!!)–and I decided to bake a cake. I left it in the pan, just a simple chocolate cake, and I iced them. THen I covered them with saran wrap, held up by toothpicks and put them on the front seat of the car, beside my purse. I went and dropped the girls off at the sitters and then glanced over and my purse was ON TOP of the cake. Smushed, but not touched (thank you saran wrap) and apparently my coworkers will eat ANYTHING because it is half gone already!!!

how are you after the fall? any bruises to report? I hope not!

By: Amy in KC

Amy in KC — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:52:05 +0000

I do the weird, random confessing thing, too.

Coworker: Your hair looks great today!
Me: Thanks! My son peed in our bed this morning so I was up at 5 and had plenty of time to shower!
Coworker: ???

Why? Why do I do that?

By: Betsy

Betsy — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 13:36:04 +0000

Another former teacher weighing in: we’re totally shameless too. At my school, kids would wander around with extra birthday treats looking for the principal and the janitor, and they’d usually give one to whatever teacher they ran into.

The principal eventually developed an alert system to let us know when it was something really good so we could make ourselves more visible. (Two beeps on the PA meant there was extra Janicki family toffee somewhere in the building. God, I miss that toffee.)

By: blackbird

blackbird — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 11:56:05 +0000

Thank GOD you didn’t bring dip.