An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

Monday, November 5, 2018

Oh What a Stupid I Am

Yesterday I asked Timothy what kind of cake he would like to have for his Confirmation tonight. He  said he would love a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting.

Chocolate on chocolate. Okay then. I would get the cake at Publix.

As I was looking at the cake selections at Publix, Jonathan and I exchanged a series of texts. It was a text conversation, and I'm only telling you this so you can appreciate how Jonathan was on my mind.

I selected a cake, asked them to write Happy Confirmation on top, and after I finished shopping I picked up the cake and headed home.

It wasn't until later, when I was rearranging things in the refrigerator, that I noticed the cake said: 


That Jonathan, he causes trouble without even meaning to. I thought of taking the cake back so they could fix it but--and I freely admit this--I was too embarrassed. After the back-and-forth exchange I had with the nice lady in the bakery on the proper spelling of Jonathan ... how could I go back and admit I gave the wrong name? 

The fact is, I could not. 

At some point today I will  scrape off JONATHAN so the cake will say ...

HAPPY CONFIRMATION, [blank space]!

It is what it is.


Gigi said...

That is too funny! And totally something I would do.

Beth (A Moms Life) said...

What a hoot! That sounds like something I would do!!!