October 29, 2011
This started as a shower scene. No actual showers are involved in this story… and it’s not what you think. This is totally kid and work friendly. See disclaimer below.
“Ahem,” the sudden voice clearing startled Joel in to dropping the second cupcake back onto the plate.
“Ack, Blair… don’t give me a heart attack,” Joel said as he guiltily turned toward the smaller man.
“I won’t have to,” Blair stated, glaring at Joel’s plate. “You’re going to do it to yourself. Do you want to regain all the weight that you lost?”
“These are gluten free and made with applesauce,” Joel said as he waved the remaining cupcake aloft. “Heck, these cupcakes are so good for me I should probably have three or four. You know, the whole ‘an apple a day keeps the doctor away,’” Joel said taking a bite of cupcake.
“Cupcakes do not have the same health benefits as apples,” Blair rolled his eyes at the lame excuse.
“Besides,” Joel continued, ignoring Blair’s comment, “the cupcakes are going to be stale tomorrow, so we should finish them off so that the baker doesn’t get offended. Hmm, wonder if stale cupcakes work the same way that broken cookies do,” Joel rubbed his chin in contemplation, knocking off a few stray crumbs in the process.
“Come on, Blair. You’re a health nut, how can you not know this stuff?” Joel asked his palms up in supplication. “Broken cookies don’t have as many calories as whole cookies… some of the calories leak out when they break. But, you can’t take a whole cookie and break it yourself. That doesn’t work. Someone else has to break the cookie for you, then it’s okay. And if they break a cookie for you, you should do the same for them. What are friends for after all?”
“Joel! How on earth did you lose weight if you use that rational?” Blair asked.
“By staying away from the break room during birthday celebrations!”
“Sounds like you should keep doing that,” Blair said with a smile as he covered the cupcakes. “Come with me. I think I have a real apple in my backpack.”
“It’s not going to be the same,” Joel remarked casting a sad glance over his shoulder at the lonely cupcakes.
Feedback is greatly appreciated. CherylR
Disclaimer: Okay so the shower scene was my daughter coming in while I was taking a shower and asking how many cupcakes she could have for dessert. I told her that she could have two ‘cause they would go stale fast. After she left, it hit me that I was a bad mom. I should have told her that she could have two ‘cause they were small and/or ‘cause she ran around for over an hour today during her soccer game and had worked the extra calories off. No, I told her to eat more ‘cause they were going to go stale. Sigh. Does anyone want to start contributing to my kids’ therapy visits? They are going to have tons of issues after so many years of living with me. It did lead to this story, so I guess that may be considered a win for me… now I have something that I can loosely claim as dues. I certainly angsted over it.