So, I've decided I'm not going to bring the cake, mostly because I think competing over baked goods is stupid and I'm just refusing to participate in the attempted competition.
Mr. Twinkle was upset when he found out that I was asked not to bring the cake. I asked him what he thought happened. Completely on his own, he came up the same theory I have: Fun Sink found out I was bringing the cake and realized it couldn't happen because everyone would like it too much, so she took measures to ensure that I didn't bring it. Just the fact that Mr. Twinks knows how she operates--and is annoyed by it--is somehow enough for me in this instance.
So I'm making the cake for us on Friday, and the Thanksgiving masses will have to be content with my kick-ass green bean casserole (which is, obviously, slightly less kick-ass than the cake). Part of me wonders how Fun Sink convinced Amanda to tell me not to bring the cake--my guess is she said that it was too involved and time-consuming for a busy mother of three who doesn't have her sh*t together. Clearly I can handle the cake, as I'm making that in addition to a whole Thanksgiving meal, and I want both Fun Sink and Amanda to know that. I think it will be enough for me if Mr. Twinkle will just bring up the cake and how much he loves it in front of Fun Sink, and make sure she knows that I'm making it anyway, and he that likes it more than any cake she has ever made or could ever dream of making. Is that too much to ask for?
I guess what I'm really competing for here is my husband's loyalty. I know I'll win every time because he loves that cake, and he sees how completely manipulative and controlling his mother is--and how maniacally obsessed she is with being the best baker of the family--and did I mention he loves the cake? I'm also nice to him--nice enough not to put him in the crossfire of a cake war between his mother and me. Cake or no cake, I've already won, because he'll choose me over her every time.
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