All Caked Out

Not to be confused with all “coked” out, which, while possibly producing the same reality-altering affects, is quite a different thing altogether. I happen to be the former: all hopped up on birthday cake.

In the last 24 hours, I have eaten four different birthday cakes, three of which were mine, and three of which were chocolate. Throw a chocolate cupcake in there, and you have me: high on chocolate, icing, candle fumes, sugar, sugar, and more sugar. How I love birthdays!

It all started last night with my surprise birthday cake from my mom and Gordon: Vanilla cake with vanilla icing topped with chocolate. Very good. Then tonight my dad and Dita presented me with a yummy Deep and Delicious chocolate fudge cake. *drool drool* Then a little later on tonight (about 3 hours, to be exact), New Homeowner surprised me with my very own, and very delicious chocolate cake with chocolate frosting at D’s birthday party. D had his own rich chocolate cake, so of course I had to have a piece of each. After the party, I stopped by Jen’s place where she surprised me with a cute little chocolate cupcake with pink frosting from the Cupcake Store, which was also very tasty! It was a lot of cake for one night, but as I have been known to say, “There’s always room for dessert!

me eating straight from my cake

Except now I am a little wired. And full. Maybe eating multiple pieces of frosting-laden cake in one day is not such a good idea, even if it is your birthday.