We recently had a huge party for my Granny's 90th birthday. Lots of family came in and we got to spend time with cousin Lexi and the IL cousins. It was a very elegant shindig. My Granny invited 150 people or so and most of them showed up. I was in charge of making the cake for the party so I needed to go with something big to accommodate all those people. I chose a 3 tiered number with picture rings between each tier and a flowing fountain under the tiers. The cake table included lots of pictures of my Granny's life that all the family brought in. The fountain was surrounded by fresh flowers and the topper for the cake was a gorgeous bouquet of flowers. On each tier of the cake was written words that embodied who my Granny is. My sisters and I sat down before the party began and came up with words that we thought really described Granny. I knew that this was going to be part of the cake decorating way before the big day arrived. I spoke to my mom and sisters weeks before and asked them to start thinking about words that I might use on the cake. My sisters and I definitely all agreed on one certain word that we felt summed up Granny. My mother most whole heartedly disagreed with this word. I don't know, maybe she thought it was crass or something but for those grandchildren and great-grandchildren who know her, they know that this is a word she uses often.
So when the day came and we sisters were all sitting around discussing the words to put on the cake, this forbidden word came up again. Just about that time, my mother passed by us. We all looked at her, my sisters sitting in various places, me sitting at the table, cake in one hand, icing in the other and she just gave us that look that said, "Don't you dare!" We all knew full well what she was talking about. She didn't want that word ANYWHERE on the cake. Not only had she scolded me verbally weeks before about this word, here she was scolding me with her looks.
Well, I just have to tell you, those looks just didn't stop me. I did it anyway. That word made it's way onto the cake, despite mom's scolding and disapproval. I guess the greatest thing is, nobody knew but us.
Hint: The 'bad' word isn't 'sincere'. And only those that know us understand the significance of the 'bad' word.
