Emily was robbed.
Well, that may be exaggerating just a little bit….
Emily went to the bakery to buy creme donuts for an afternoon snack for her kids. She was the front-runner for the Terrific Mother of the Week Award. The donuts would give her an edge over the Hostess cupcake moms and push the Twinkie moms into last place.
The bakery was low on donuts, but it did have three creme-filled long johns.
After school she would treat her kids to a hot-tea-and-long-johns party—a perfect pairing on a chilly day.
The kids arrived home, the tea was made, and the long johns were sliced in half in front of their eager eyes.
Where was the creme?
Emily is not a fan of creme donuts, so she decided to try one. She took a big bite…
Yuck! Emily found the creme. The long johns had a quarter-size dollop of creme on the side.
Not enough creme to meet the kids’ expectations.
And just enough creme to ruin the long john for Emily.
Creme-Filled Donut Day fail—but not for a lack of trying on Emily’s part.
Curses on the bakery! May their cakes fall flat
and their cookies all crumble.
That will teach them to mess with the Food of the Day!
Cole and I stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts for a creme donut. I share Emily’s aversion to creme donuts; one bite was more than enough for me. Cole finished it.
I know not the usual exciting musings you have come to expect from Odd. If only Emily had gone back to the bakery, walked in, pointed the long john at the owner, and let her know in no uncertain terms that she was mad as hell about the dollop of long john creme…well, we would have more to talk about, wouldn’t we? Maybe next time.
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