Sunday, November 12, 2006

the inevitability of it all

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

As most of you know, my illustrious husband and at least one of my sons go to the flea market regularly. Every Saturday morning, in fact, and sometimes on Sundays. We have more Stuff That No One in His Right Mind Needs than anyone else in the neighbourhood, most of it in triplicate. Despite the house bursting at the seams, I put up with this behaviour because...um...I'm not actually sure why I put up with it, I just do, even though there's barely enough room for me any more.

Yesterday the guys found something we didn't have yet.




Gahhhhh! Shield your eyes! It's a giant Kenny from South Park and it's living im my house. This thing is three feet tall and very, very orange and I was truly horrified to see it come through the door.

After much begging and pleading, Kenny got to stay, but only on one condition - the status quo had to be maintained. As the acting CEO of this family business, I sent out a memo to all other family members demanding that superfluous crapola equaling or preferably exceding Kenny's volume must be thrown out immediately. They complied and I can breathe again.

So everyone was happy. And what do I do when I'm happy? I bake.



Because there's always room for cake, right?

28 Comments:

At November 12, 2006 10:30 PM, Blogger Julia said...

Mnam! What is the cake called?

 
At November 12, 2006 10:37 PM, Blogger christina said...

Julia - It's a cherry cake. Got the recipe out of a German celebrity gossip magazine last week.

 
At November 12, 2006 11:22 PM, Blogger Mike B said...

It wouldn't be entirely out of character to take a knife to Kenny and rip the stuffing out of him, you know.

 
At November 12, 2006 11:23 PM, Blogger J said...

You have no idea how much I could use cake right now.

 
At November 13, 2006 12:48 AM, Blogger Sandra said...

See how clever your menfolk are-- they come home with Kenny and manage to leverage him for a cake. They probably had it all planned out in the car on the way home and you fell right into their trap (and Kenny is a horror but that cake's a thing of beauty).

 
At November 13, 2006 1:38 AM, Blogger Maribeth said...

Recipe Please!!!
www.dackelprincess.com

 
At November 13, 2006 1:49 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

You got a new Christmas decoration and they got cake!! That's fair. After Christmas, it will deflate I hope.

 
At November 13, 2006 8:26 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well dang -- I can see why they go out of their way to piss you off... look at their REWARD!!!

Carol

 
At November 13, 2006 9:11 AM, Blogger Ms Mac said...

Why not make the men take all of the superfluous crap and sell it themselves at the Flohmarkt?

That way, you get rid of some stuff, make a wee bit of money and you get a few hours peace and quiet on a Saturday morning!

 
At November 13, 2006 10:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

At least he's not another mouth to feed!

 
At November 13, 2006 12:51 PM, Blogger CanadianSwiss said...

You mean to say that your men brought home things larger than a 3 foot Kenny??

 
At November 13, 2006 1:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mmmm, that cake looks delicious. Maybe I shoud go eat some lunch now. :)

 
At November 13, 2006 2:36 PM, Blogger Antipodeesse said...

How can I ever thank you Christina? "Superfluous crapola" is an extremely important and extremely welcome addition to my monstrous vocabulary!

 
At November 13, 2006 5:32 PM, Blogger Kurt said...

You're lucky they didn't come home with a similarly sized Cartman :)

@sandra: I'll let you in on a little secret. Menfolk aren't clever enough to plan anything out like that in advance. We just wing it once the damage is already done. Seriously. If we were that clever, would we even want to bring something like that home in the first place?!

 
At November 13, 2006 5:49 PM, Blogger Ginnie said...

Maybe the cake was your subconscious way of saying "I MAKE THE RULES" and they are then willing to obey! :) HAHAHA. Not a bad idea, Christina.

 
At November 13, 2006 9:53 PM, Blogger Sal DeTraglia said...

C:

Might I suggest smoking Kenny in the Empire State Smoker that Mr. Mausi brought home a few months ago?

In fact...you can probably find many things to smoke, based on what I read in this post.

Sal

PS: 21 hours till Angie.

 
At November 13, 2006 10:18 PM, Blogger christina said...

mike b - That's right! I've never watched South Park but I've heard that Kenny dies in almost every episode. Hmm...

J - That bad, huh? Poor you. I'm thinking of opening up a shelter for the cake deprived.

Sandra - I'm beginning to think this thing sort of backfired. Reinforcing negative behaviour and all that. I knew I should have paid more attention in Psych 101.

maribeth - Will do!

Betty - Maybe I should start poking him with a pin right now. I wonder if I could dress him up as one of Santa's elves?

Carol - What can I say? I'm a sucker. :-)

ms mac - Tried that suggestion already but renting a table costs more than they would make and they say they are just SO attached to their stuff.

traveller one - Well yes, that's one small mercy. And he doesn't talk back either!

canadianswiss - MUCH larger. You don't even want to know. But if you ever need a five foot long inflatable banana, contact me because we have two.

James- Thanks!

Antipo - I live to expand your vocabulary, darling!

kurt - Cartman will probably arrive next week, knowing my luck. And as for men not being clever enough to plan in advance - you said it, I didn't. ;-)

Ginnie - Well yes. If they don't obey, they starve, right? :-)

Sal - I don't think he'd fit in there unless I cut him up into little pieces. Hey, wait a minute...

And if they keep on bringing this stuff home then I'm going to have to start smoking *something else entirely* to deal with the trauma.

Only 21 hours? You lucky dog.

 
At November 13, 2006 10:34 PM, Blogger Expat Traveler said...

oh wow - that is one good looking cherry cake. Now I only wish we had a big enough kitchen to bake in!

I never buy anything because we don't have room for it here. I guess that's a good thing!

 
At November 13, 2006 10:46 PM, Blogger Tim Rice said...

Fun story! ;) Now if I only had room to collect things.

 
At November 14, 2006 12:58 AM, Blogger Haddock said...

When are you going to get the rest of the South Park gang? :)

 
At November 14, 2006 2:53 AM, Blogger Cathy said...

Sorry, Christina, but I am giggling my pjs off right now...:)

 
At November 14, 2006 5:03 AM, Blogger Lynn said...

Giant Kenny is a favourite of some of my German friends.
The other flea market stuff you may get to see(or have already seen) is oodles and oodles of American basket ball parafinalia.
I have a friend who has all the Giant SouthPark kids!
I feel for ya!

 
At November 14, 2006 7:26 AM, Anonymous Lisa said...

I can't help but think it could've been worse. Some people collect those giant stuffed viruses. I still haven't thought up a good reason for making those nasty things much less collecting them.

(having said that I'm half afraid I might've offended Ginnie-the-resident-collector who may have a set! :-0)

p.s. Cake is lovely. I shield G from seeing your beautiful baked goods otherwise he'd be camped out in your driveway. Last time I baked was... beginning of 2005 or so.

 
At November 14, 2006 7:57 AM, Blogger heidikraut said...

there definitely is always room for cake! I was reading an earlier post of yours where you were referring to message boards etc in your locality and I wondered if you'd be kind enough to pass on the details - I've got the Toytown one but Lower Saxony seeems to be somewhat sidelined -

 
At November 14, 2006 9:06 AM, Blogger mar said...

We have a Kenny too... but it's 10 cm "tall", lol. Your cake looks delicious, as always. At least I got my coffee :)

 
At November 14, 2006 2:30 PM, Blogger christina said...

Expat- Yes, sometimes having too much food around can be very tempting.

Tim - Well, collecting is one thing. Hoarding stuff is another. :-)

haddock- Very funny! If they bring home one more I'm going to move in with your family, OK?

Cathy - Your day will come, my dear! Just wait until your little guys are older. :-)

Lynn - I'm not sure that South Park translates that well, but if the Germans like him, maybe we'll be able to lose Kenny again some day without too much trouble.

Lisa - I saw those viruses once and went "Whaaaa???" but I'm sure they'd be VERY popular around here.

And G's not allowed to look at cake? LOL! Hmm...maybe I should start a Cake P*rn blog and charge money.
:-o

heidikraut - Thanks for visiting. I left an answer on your blog.

mar - A 10" Kenny I could handle but this huge one is just too much! There are only memories left of the cake now. Time to bake a new one.

 
At November 15, 2006 5:36 AM, Blogger Rositta said...

Looks like your a german, if all else fails, bake a cake. Cool

 
At November 15, 2006 7:47 AM, Blogger christina said...

rositta - Thanks for visiting. If you read my side bar you'll see that I am just a lonely Canadian in a sea of Germans. Cake is the only thing that keeps me sane.

 

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