Downing the Daily Doughnut

Something huge happened last night at Fluid Pudding.

After thinking about it for a few weeks, I decided to remove the ads from my sidebar. I believe I started running ads in something like 2007, and of course I made that date up, but it may or may not be correct. It seems correct. Anyway: No more. For now. (I tend to make all of my decisions on a For Now basis. It allows me room to wiggle.)

Announcement: Please know that I contacted Birkenstock a few years back and told them that I would have their logo tattooed onto my thigh if they would give me a lifetime supply of shoes. Being that I’m still wearing the Birkenstock sandals that I bought back in 1999, a lifetime of Birkenstocks is probably just four or five pairs. (I refuse to live forever.) They thought the idea was funny, but then the crickets began to chirp. In other words, you do NOT have to be afraid that I’m going to start belching up a bunch of sponsored posts, because I really have no idea how to sell myself.

Doughnut Mom in the pick-up line says what?

“Hi there. My name is Angela Pudding and I really love doughnuts and I volunteer to teach the world how to stay healthy yet eat a lot of doughnuts if you give me a fresh doughnut every day for the next five years.”

See what I mean? I’m not good at this.

Also, my last name isn’t really Pudding. It’s Downing. And unless we’re friends on Facebook, you didn’t know that. When I started this website back in 2001, privacy was a huge deal. Now that I’m ditching the ads and packing up boxes and having my lady parts ripped out through my belly button, I no longer feel the need to keep a bag over my head. All bras into the fire. ‘ ‘ ‘text/javascript’>

16 thoughts on “Downing the Daily Doughnut”

  1. It is not nice just because you are so skinny and can eat doughnuts all the time to do it in front of us plumpers. Just wait you will get old like us and your Dr. will say lay off the doughnuts.

  2. Donuts are among my favorite foods. So many delicious ways to enjoy them. And even a bad donut is usually pretty good. Which, now that I think of it, might be a disadvantage in some ways – because unlike a bad peach, or a mealy apple, which will be in the compost faster than you can say “Jack Robinson”, a bad donut will still be in my stomach, with all its attendant calories. Hmmmmmm.
    Anyway – if I owned a donut company, I would give you free donuts for helping me be healthy while eating a donut everyday.

  3. We used to be FB friends until I deleted my old account and opened a new one and can’t friend request you.

    It feels like a doughnut shaped piece of my heart is missing.

    Okay, maybe not. But the part of me that hopes someday I’ll stop being an extreme introvert and invite you for Indian food hopes anyway.

  4. Did you know that you can reheat a glazed doughnut in a skillet, mash down & sprinkle with cinnamon & sugar, top with ice cream & caramel Viola!
    Don’t judge.

  5. You truly have always been one of my favorite bloggers and I really have always just ignore ads and affiliate posts anyway., I can truthfully say, huh, you had ads? But, the donuts……. Gah! I love donuts!

  6. Chocolate cake donuts with chocolate frosting are my favorite. In a pinch I will eat a raised donut.

    But until you’ve had a creme brulee donut, you haven’t lived (pastry cream filling, sugared and burnt exterior).

    Nearly a year ago I found a donut maker on sale at Target for $7. I didn’t dare bring it into the house (because what if it makes disgusting donuts, or EXCELLENT donuts? either way, problem). I keep thinking that I’ll discover who I’m supposed to give it to. But it’s still in the trunk of the car.

    whisper: and now we’re facebook friends

  7. I will surely miss the man with the mouth sores in your sidebar. And PS, we’ve been FB friends, so I could have stalked you whenever I felt like it. But ain’t nobody got time for dat.

    On a more social note, I happen to be good friends with a certain person who has triplets (Hi, Kim!) so I think the three of us and our entire brood should get together and cause some trouble.

  8. I love this new you throwing caution to the wind. But I loved the old you, too. I don’t love U2 if that matters.

  9. I went to preschool with a girl who had your exact name. I remember because I had to be Angela De, she was Angela Do, and another girl was Angela R. So many Angelas!

    You sound so very happy, and that makes me happy. Thank you for sharing. :-)

  10. I suspect you are about to be inundated with friend requests. :) I will be one of them, but I will still love your Birkenstock-wearing-doughnut-eating self even if you don’t accept my request.

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