Anybody ever had Fun Sink's strawberry cake? It's pink, light, fluffy, and delicious. So when Tiny T said she wanted a pink cake for her half birthday tomorrow, I asked Fun Sink for the recipe. And I spent the whole evening chopping and draining damn strawberries, because Fun Sink told me frozen strawberries would be fine and Fun Sink actually gave me the strawberries. (I probably would have used fresh had it not been for her insistence that frozen would be fine, and her insistence on actually giving me the frozen strawberries). It turns out frozen strawberries were not fine--or something else about the recipe was not fine--because I ended up with this monstrosity. The cake batter was actually boiling when I took it out of the oven, 15 minutes after the longest cooking time.
Mr Twinkle: "I bet it'll taste good. After it...congeals."
Anyway, I guess we'll all head on over to the Pie Kitchen tomorrow, but that won't be as fun as eating half a homemade cake. Thanks for screwing up the half birthday tradition with your jacked-up recipe, Fun Sink--not sure of you did it on purpose or not, but this cake was nothing like the light, fluffy, pink deliciousness that you make. You girls know I've been cooking and baking long enough to competently follow a recipe. I should have expected it.
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We also had a conversation with Fun Sink about the school board ruling (big congrats to Julep on her win...although, I have to say, as a parent, I feel like a loser). Anyway, not to get into all that, but Fun Sink actually agrees with Mr. Twinks and me about a lot of issues and it's fun to get her take. She starts the finger-pointing and the "here's what they should do..." and it's entertaining.
So Fun Sink is all, "Well, I may just have to homeschool them myself," which I'm sure we can all agree is more than a little presumptuous. And Mr. Twinkle jokingly said, "You'll have to fight their mother for it."
Let me just say that I do not want to homeschool anyone, but I am fully confident that I could if it were necessary. If I ever did, it would be a last resort. It would be beyond a last resort. I can't imagine anything less fun than teaching my girls math instead of, say, having lunch at Ghyslain with a pal during one of my few moments of free time. But, if I had to take control of their education and homeschool them, believe me: I would. And I know I would do a better job than some of the illiterate half-wits employed by the JCPS.
Of course, Fun Sink had to tell me all about how I couldn't do it and how hard it would be (like I don't know it would be hard) and how it would be impossible with children so many different ages. I wonder what she'd say to the news that we're looking at montessori schools, which have mixed-age classrooms by definition. (One of the things I like about montessori is that there might actually be a time in which all my girls could be in the same classroom, working and learning together. Call me a hippie, but I think that would be great). Of course she had to tell me I could never do it. And I could turn around and tell her the same thing: she'll never do it, because this mama would never, ever, EVER allow it to happen.
She also had to tell us how indispensable she is...she was replaced because of that new rule about putting assistant principals in all the schools this year. They basically cut her job and gave it to an assistant principal instead (she was semi-retired). But now the person doing her job is incompetent, and the assistant principal is incompetent, and blah blah blah, the universe can't function without her.
I told her she should run for school board--and I meant it. She's got good ideas, plus she's boring and dour, so she'd fit right in with the group. She'd probably love the long, boring meetings where they discuss budgets and busing plans, and I know she'd love lording it over the public by being in charge of their children.
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