Good
morning world! Hope everyone had a happy and safe July 4th.
Well,
as predicted, my daughter’s cake was the hit of the party. Check it out…
The
outside:
Four
layers high, with a peanut butter frosting, garnished with crushed peanuts and
mini chocolate chips.
The
inside:
A round checkerboard
with chocolate mousse filling! Yes, it tasted as good as it looked! My daughter
just may have a career as a pastry chef, after her career with the FBI of
course. LOL.
My son was quite
surprised with his gift from us, which is great. We got him a grill (and tools
to be able to assemble the grill). He thought he was going to be getting a hand-me-down
grill since we got my husband a new one for Father’s Day, but we figured he
would use a grill almost every day, so he should have a new one.
OK, let’s get to the
challenge so I can go to camp. Oh, almost forgot, I hit 10,240 for my word
count yesterday. 20% done!!! YEAH!!!!
Your Last Challenge
was:
But it started out so small…
Another big party at my house, and I am
rushing around like a chicken with its feathers on fire, but then again, what
else is new? This time, I was in pretty good shape. The appetizers were ready,
the cold food was prepared, and the hot food was either cooking on the stove or
in the oven. My husband was out on an adult beverage run and my children had
all vacated the premises for more appealing endeavors than an adult social, so
at the moment, it was just the dog, the cats and me at home.
I was doing my last sweep of the house
to make sure in the last hour no one hung underwear off a lamp or something
else equally as ridiculous, when I notice a strange spot on the couch. Small
really, only the size of a dime, so I’m surprised I even saw it. I go over to
take a look, but I cannot identify what it is. I grab a paper towel to try and
blot it up, but the paper towel immediately sticks to the spot and I can’t get
it off. Great, now the spot is the size of a quarter with fuzzy paper sticking
out of it. I grab a damp sponge and start to dab. The paper towel starts to
loosen and finally come off, but now the spot is the size of a doughnut and
bright red.
Ahhh! I rummage through the cabinets and find some upholstery
cleaner, quickly read the directions – spray, let soak for a minute, blot with
a clean dry cloth. I spray, so far so good. Fifteen seconds, tiny bubbles start
to form – yeah, it’s working. Thirty seconds, bigger bubbles start to form – is
that supposed to happen? Forty-five seconds – the area literally starts to
foam. Forty-six seconds – I screech, grab the entire roll of paper towels and
start blotting frantically. Sixty seconds – I’m sitting on the floor staring at
my ruined couch in shock. The cushion has melted, where the foam hit the couch
is melted, and where it dripped on the rug it ate a hole almost to the padding.
My husband walks in, sees the mess and
asks the obvious “What happened?”
Still in shock, all I can say is, “But
it started out so small…”
(Thankfully NOT a true story.)
Your Next Challenge is:
They could be twins…
You have 10 minutes (be honest). There is no right or wrong,
just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t count and NO ONE is allowed to
criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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