Nightmare on Liberty Street

We just got back from a Cub Scouts Pack meeting at school. It was their annual cake auction; all the scouts are to make and decorate a cake and then they are judged for prizes and auctioned off to raise money for the pack. Well, to give you some idea of what kinds of cakes there are, the one that Alec bid on and won was called "Poop Pie" and was housed in a (hopefully new) kitty litter pan, complete with a litter scoop.
I must say, although I enjoy the idea of Cub Scouts and it is a really great activity for Marvin and Alec to do together, I did not enjoy this meeting. Something about the noise of 20 or so elementary students in a gym and the lighting (you know, those giant overhead flourescents that make everyone look like death warmed over), well, I felt angry and jumpy the whole time. It couldn't end soon enough. Having to ride home with the "Poop Pie" on my lap, complete with Tootsie Roll terds hanging over the edge of the litter pan, did nothing to further my good mood.
I am now going straight to bed with a glass of ice water, and not even thinking about shining my sink. (All you Flybabies out there will know what I'm talking about) goodnight.

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4 little men January 9, 2008 at 11:38 AM  

Ha-Ha! I'm sorry you got stuck with poop pie... the American flag was really very good!

I have a pumpkin-lemon cupcake for you. :)

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