So I really don't know why I've been in such a funky mood lately. I'd say PMS, but that ain't it. I just get pissy thinking about stupid stuff that really doesn't matter.
I've spent way too much time being upset over cake. That's right, I said cake. The caterer cut up the top tier of my wedding cake. And it's not that I wanted to eat year old cake on my anniversary. The top tier was amaretto cake with strawberry filling. We got the rest of the cake white so picky people wouldn't complain and because Chris's mother is allergic to strawberries so he didn't want the rest of the tiers to have strawberry. Well, my mother-in-law and everyone else loved the amaretto/strawberry cake. I didn't even taste it. I didn't even see it cut. And when my MIL said that she loved the cake and ate around the strawberry, I thought to myself, ""Did they use strawberries for garnish?"" I didn't realize until days later that they cut MY cake. I have a ton of white cake that I don't want in my refrigerator that I'll be throwing away soon. I know it shouldn't, but it irritates me every friggin time. I picked it out because I wanted it. I got talked into not getting the whole cake that way to appease the masses and that's what everyone loved. Chris said he could go have the bakery make a replica now or for our anniversary. If he does, I think I'll beat him. I don't want to, but I don't know if I'll be able to stop myself. It makes me so mad. I know it's irrational. I know I should calm down. I can't. It pisses me off beyond all reason. I think of how everyone told me how good the cake was and how they looked at me like I was stupid when I said it was just white cake with bavarian cream. I got so many looks like I was a retard. I understand them now and it only makes me madder.
I know you're reading this and thinking I am a retard for being emotionally unstable over cake. I don't care. I hope that getting this off my chest helps me let it go. Doesn't seem to have worked.
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