Reality TV Gone Wild
Reality TV Gone Wild It was a chilly day, I crawled in bed, sipping on tea, thinking about everything and thinking about nothing. Looking around the room caused me to panic. Jewelry left on the dresser, dishes from the night before that my kids used while hanging out on my computer. Paraphernalia from a karaoke party. Sticking out underneath the TV was paper scattered on top of the printer. On my massage table was clothes, snickers/Kit Kat wrappers, popcorn in the bowl and my Ketubah, which fell off the wall just a few days ago. All was missing was the leftover cake that the clients gave me when I officiated their wedding. I like cake, I like cake a lot, I like eating cake, I like baking cake, sharing cake with my friends and family, do you like cake? I think that’s why the bride and groom gave me their cake from the wedding because I kept asking them like a jack-ass. They shared a piece with each other then turned around and literally handed me the cake, no take it, we insist. Wh