Technology failed in my favor...
I got CAKE SHOOTERS to prove it.
(Cake-in-push-pop-form is a thing, you guys. Cupcakes are old hat).
But to what did I owe this sweet delivery on a nondescript Friday afternoon?
It started like this...
(Fun fact: my mom is a sucker for both emojis and a good deal).
You trying to make me fat, Ma?
She assured me she was not. That these were supposed to be for my birthday.
But that's weeks from now...
There's a story, she said. (I love when there's a story).
She saw them on Good Morning America. Had to have them. Hopped online... picked out the flavors... typed March 20th in the order form. But.... (I love when there's a but)... the computer got all glitchy and left out the zero and the customer service lady said, your shipment's arriving eighteen days early whether you like it or not.
And I wonder, has anyone in the history of anyone ever been mad about opening a glorious box full of cake-on-a-stick?