Have Your Cake, And Eat It Too
I had to share this picture, but first some background. Army folks like to have these get-togethers to make everyone feel like they’re all part of one big, dysfunctional, camouflaged family. These can be potlucks, sit-down dinners, or simple shit, like everyone getting together at a bowling alley and having some drunk bowling. In good units, people enjoy these. In other units, this becomes known as mandatory fun.
On Friday afternoon, we all get to take half the day and f-off at drunk bowling. Win. Downside is the pile of work I won’t accomplish (mainly phone calls and teleconferences). Fail.
At any rate, Di and I decided that it would be supremely awesome for us to do some small gesture of thanks for the support, thought, notes, and flowers she got while chilling in the Neurological ICU after crushing a cervical disk. Doing a cartwheel. For the intensely interested, read about it here and here. This was not a fun month of recovery, but we’re making good progress.
Back to the blog topic. We kicked this gesture idea around and arrived at the idea of having a cake made for everyone to eat (because cake and beer go together well) with a big ‘thank you’ message iced on the top. Now, if you think for a minute that I’m the only sick, twisted, and ranty lifeform at this URL, think again, because there’s a reason she puts up with my sorry ass besides the money each month.
Long story short, here’s the main decoration we drew up to design on the cake. Not shown is the text which will say, “Thanks for the support you guys… Cartwheel Probation.” Enjoy:
September 27, 2011 at 21:10
That is absolutely sick, twisted, demented, juvenile, and idiotic.
I LOVE IT!!! 😀
September 27, 2011 at 21:38
I just realized almost every one of your posts is tagged “beer.”
September 27, 2011 at 21:49
😀
September 28, 2011 at 01:07
😀
September 28, 2011 at 03:41
What would life be without beer? Ahaha
September 28, 2011 at 05:00
Precisely.
September 28, 2011 at 08:12
I wouldn’t know a life with beer anyway. ;D
September 27, 2011 at 22:02
My former boss, who served in the Army, called it “forced fun.” His example was when they had to go swimming for fun, the guys would stand ankle deep in the water and smoke cigarettes. 😀
September 27, 2011 at 22:05
*laughing* I have seen this.
September 27, 2011 at 22:07
Hahahahah!! XD good stuff!
September 27, 2011 at 22:10
Or you could go the typical child’s birthday party route and have a stripper jump out of the cake (remember she’s in there… cutting a stripper cake gets messy, and I hate Bleach). My birthday parties were the stuff of legend around my school.
September 27, 2011 at 22:20
Uh… I have nothing.
September 28, 2011 at 01:36
I have deeply conflicting emotions, choking guilt, sorrowful shame, and loads of regret.
September 27, 2011 at 22:16
Yes we are a lil’ demented and more Ha! But very blessed I am pretty much okay.Winter is going to be a bitch with the nerve damage but I am and have always been a survivor and fighter. Guess one of the many reasons why I am with the man I am with, LOL. I am also blessed to have Mr. BrainRants as my best friend and more…. I do want to thank all of you whom have shown your support 2 months to the day today since I did that cartwheel and it really could have been WAY worse! With your caring, considerate and etc…. words. I greatly appreciate it. Never thought out of all the things I could and have done in my many years on this earth that something as simple as that would cause so much damage, pain and so much more I am having to fight through right now. So thank you all again! And I am glad you are enjoying his rants though I have to bitch at times hence he is on this constantly! More from me later. God bless and keep you all safe and secure! Mrs. BrainRants!!!! 🙂
September 27, 2011 at 22:31
Your recovery is making me cartwheel for joy.
September 27, 2011 at 22:32
(too soon?)
September 27, 2011 at 22:39
A skosh.
September 27, 2011 at 22:40
*laughing* You’d be surprised how many people have decided to not cartwheel anymore based on this experience. I never thought people did that shit after about age 12.
September 27, 2011 at 22:37
The cake is charming, delightful. Talk about your freak accidents but glad to hear you’re on the mend. 🙂
September 27, 2011 at 22:38
Thanks and yeah, we’re getting there!
September 28, 2011 at 01:06
Your husband is insane. I am much more attractive. Logically, you should marry me. But you can have the Ranter. Erickson is MINE!
September 28, 2011 at 12:21
Sorry, pal. I’m already spoken for. Why the heck she puts up with me, I have no idea, but since she does, I’m holding on like grim death! 😀
September 28, 2011 at 14:43
Two spouses wouldn’t hurt. 😀 But no, I meant you’re mine to DESTROY.
September 28, 2011 at 14:53
Too late. SavorTheFolly’s full-on broadside was pretty devastating!
September 28, 2011 at 17:37
guilt trip much?
I ain’t takin it back buddy.
But I am intrigued by H.E.’s idea. Maybe I’ll go write a blog – “how to determine if your husband needs therapy or merely a good blow job.” That lady is onto something.
September 28, 2011 at 17:40
It’s taken me about two seconds to compose that one: first try administering blow jobs PRN, and if the problem persists, then and only then contact a professional therapist.
September 28, 2011 at 17:45
but I bet I could drag it out to a full length book. I could use the extra cash.
September 28, 2011 at 12:20
Your husband just went up a couple points in my estimation. Here’s another example of “behind every crazy man, there’s a woman overdue for sainthood”.
September 28, 2011 at 06:41
Nice dress!
September 28, 2011 at 07:22
I designed it myself, thanks!
September 28, 2011 at 07:34
That’s the most awesomest cake decoration I’ve ever seen . . . but OUCH!
September 28, 2011 at 08:15
We like to think we’re healthier by laughing at ourselves.
October 20, 2011 at 07:04
I think that cake is absolutely genius. I also wish I had discovered this blog sooner. I have laughed myself to nearly wetting my pants several times now, which I’m not exactly proud of. I love the way you describe mando fun, and that being said, the only good time I’ve ever had at one of those events was the time that our BN started the new housing construction sit on fire, and caused no less than 200,000 dollars worth of damage. Best mando fun ever.
October 20, 2011 at 07:10
We do have a sick kind of sense of humor. Thanks!