Just this past Saturday I went to a birthday party and made 50 cupcakes for the party. Unfortunately since it was a birthday party there was lots of other cake there (go figure...cake, at a birthday party?) Anyways, there were lots of left over cupcakes that I had to bring home. I had them on a platter and just tossed it in the back seat of my car. Again, not the wisest choice, but I didn't put a ton of thought into it. At the first red light I hit the brakes and of course the platter went sliding, cupcakes went flying, and I ended up with a car that looked like a bakery had thrown up. When I pulled over I was so annoyed with myself...perfectly good cupcakes! I figured, hey...five second rule, right? (As I dug chocolate frosting and red velvet cake out of the carpet fibers and picked up sprinkles one by one). Not so sure that the five second rule applies when there is hair and frosting involved. Yuck!
So, I decided to do the wise thing and put each cupcake directly back into the cupcake tins so they wouldn't slide around on the platter and then placed the tins onto the backseat. Aren't I smart? I continued driving home, thinking how silly I was for dumping the cupcakes when all of a sudden the car in front of me stopped short and everything in my car went flying again...including, you guessed it, the cupcakes. More frosting, more sprinkles...no more five second rule. What's the saying...'Fool me twice, shame on me?' Now I sound like George W.

You would think based on that experience I would travel less with baked goods. That didn't stop me today when I made a trifle to bring to work. I was trying to hold it on the front seat with one hand while driving with the other. I looked over to see whip cream all over the car seat. I brought it into the church and as I walked by the mirror I noticed I also had whip cream all over my sleeves, scarf, and coat. Will I ever learn?