Pavlova Disaster!

My eldest sister bought a pavlova for everyone from The Cheesecake Shop in Bankstown. I had a little bit after iftar (like a tiny nibble) but I couldn't have any more because Saturday's cheat-day (the day I can eat anything I want!) I went to the fridge to cut some and to save it in a container because I knew it would definitely finish by Saturday.

I put it on the benchtop, and prodded the cream, then OMFG the F***ING box started slipping and then it slipped off completely. I managed to catch it, but ALAS the damn box is so retarded it flipped open and everything fell on the floor.

NOTE to TheCheeseCakeShop people: CAN YOU PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF THE FREAKIN' LORD, MARY, JESUS AND MOHAMMED MAKE STRONGER BOXES TO HOLD YOUR CAKES? IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED THE SIDES AREN'T CONNECTED AND TEND TO OPEN, SPILLING THE CONTENTS ALL OVER THE FLOOR. YES, IT'S HAPPENED BEFORE, WITH TWO BLACKFOREST GATEAUS AND NOW THIS PAVLOVA. THANK YOU.

I picked up what I could from the kitchen floor and dumped it back in the box, fuming like crazy, and I threw some hairy cream in as well for good measure, and dumped the box back in the fridge. I was SOO PISSED!

Then I went a bit crazy. I took out the box, took out the pavlova and threw it on the fence in my backyard in the darkness, and threw the box over the fence. My cats were staring at me, thinking: "Hmm. What a curious fellow."

My sister went to the fridge and noticed the box was missing (OH CRAP!) but the funny thing is she wasn't surprised at all HAHA. All she said was: "Wahh! It's finished already!?" and gave me a dirty. I think it's definitely official now.

I eat way too much cake.

L-O-L.