I have been on the phone entirely too much the last few days and getting ridiculously little sleep. Yesterday I went to the "pre-wedding celebration" for fave roomie & Coco's line sister at this gorgeous hotel downtown. She's SO sweet! I had forgotten how nice she is! I know you're asking what a pre-wedding celebration is. Essentially a reception for her future hubby's Pittsburgh-based fam. As I was walking in, some city worker picking up garbage grins at me and says, "Nice legs." Ok... odd... I don't think I've heard that since I've been in Pittsburgh so I kind of forgot. Lol.
Inside, there was a pasta bar, cocktails, and these ridiculously yummy cookies. Oh and a live reggae band. They were good. It was fun! I was glad I split up my sleep again to go. It's nice to talk to someone who knows a lot of the same people I know. Plus you can tell they are in love and it was so sweet to see. His mom and her parents were so nice, too.
When the cut the cake, I became an attraction because I didn't get any. When asked why by 5 different people, I said, "I don't like cake." The response was a flabbergasted, "You don't like cake???" And L's dad got a piece, then came back and said, "You sure you didn't change your mind about that cake?" Hilarious. Pretty sure I didn't start liking cake in the last 3 minutes. I just leave it at I don't like cake because it's far easier than explaining all my idiosyncrasies. I've never liked icing. I think it's disgusting. Butter cream icing is ok but still not something I'd like to make a regular part of my life.
I used to always get sheet cakes at my birthday parties until right before my 7th birthday, my mom found out I don't like them. She was like, "Why didn't you say something before?" I said, "Because I know everyone else likes them." She said, "It's your party!" So that year and the next it was ice cream cakes, then pound cake for a few years, then cheesecake. Now I just skip cake altogether unless it's a key lime cheesecake. I'm straight. I'll eat it every once in a while but cake just isn't my thing. See? That's a lot of explanation. Just easier to say, "I don't like cake." Lol.
Son! Why did I offer to give this guy a massage and he refused?? STUPID! Granted it was a heart massage... and would've required me to cut him open without anesthesia, but COME ON! A massage is a massage, no? Some people. I'm gonna sleep great tonight.