I really AM in college!

This is my first year in an apartment. I lived in the dorms last year, which was fantastic - but it's definitely different than being in an actual apartment. In an apartment, you do things like: clean, buy garbage cans, go shopping, have an actual living room, cook your own food, etc. It is quite the adventure and I am LOVING it! 

I've heard lots of crazy stories about poor college students forced into doing innovatively (<-- made that word up) clever things because of their poverty/laziness. Well, folks, I've finally got one of my own!

So... the other night, I made a cake. I had all the ingredients: a pan, a cakemix, some eggs, and some oil. Wonderful! The mix is whipped, the pan is pammed, the batter is poured, the baby is IN the oven. But wait... no frosting. Bummer. This is almost an emergency situation! I had a great parking spot, so I REALLY didn't want to leave and go to the store. Then... what?? Mehlanie is going to the store? What glorious news. I will just ask her to pick up some frosting. What a dearie. "Please get the funfetti kind!" I yelled, as she walked out of our apartment with her countenance shining radiantly because of her good deeds, "or just white, if they don't have funfetti."

What a wonderful chain of events. I get frosting, I get my parking spot, and Mehlanie gets the satisfaction of being a good friend. You might say that we had our cake, and could eat it too! But you wouldn't say that, because that would be really lame and not funny. 

Fast forward an hour >>>>> and Mehlanie is back. With the frosting. She hands it to us:

Yes, that's right. It's a tube of decorating frosting. "They didn't have the kind in a tub, so I had to get this kind."

**Moment of awkwardish silence**

Bah ha! So great. Kelsey and I are pumped to decorate this sucker. Here are some pictures of the lovely product. It's a real college-y masterpiece. Enjoy:

One word: birdpoop

This picture would be a lot cooler if you could see that I was squeezing the tube of frosting!!

Precious, Kels!

Yes, that's right. I'm too cheap to serve cake on an ENTIRE paper plate! The pieces were served on 1/4 plates. I am that cool.

Obviously it was a big hit with roommates and next-door-neighbors alike.