Jessica eats cake

Where do you live? I live in Georgia, Northeast of Atlanta, in a little old-timey, backward town that has quickly exploded into a disgusting urban sprawl that threatens to consume every last inch of available parking lot space (read, woods). Also, there are no sidewalks. 

How old are you? I’m thirty-two. I’m thirty-two? Yes. Math still proves I’m no longer eighteen.

What are you really awesome at? I am really awesome at routinely beating myself up for unimportant things. Also, forgiving myself for beating myself up. I have a codependent abusive relationship with myself. That’s totally normal, right? Also, I make some awesome bread (except in the summer, when you pretty much have to bribe me to turn on the oven and we exist on goldfish crackers and cold waxed beans). I’m pretty good with my camera, and occasionally I write something decent.

What’s your favorite kind of cake? The kind that someone else made and is willing to share with me.

 

 

About my photo: This is a picture of me and my husband on my wedding day, which kind of generally sucked for various reasons, mainly because I would have rather skipped the ceremonial part and the guilt trip part and the spending money on a display of wealth and public avenue for personal attention part (which, I much prefer in the private sort of behind the scenes venue). ANYway. I just ate the damn cake. I’d like to say it was a semi-conscious feministic response to consumer culture and a rejection of the dominant-subjective relational constructs of man-and-wife, but really there just weren’t any forks, and we agreed we weren’t going to go all cake smash on each other, and the simplest way to eat cake is just to eat the damn cake.

What’s your unroast for the day? I didn’t leave the poopy diaper for Daddy to clean up when he came home today. I’m so nice.

(Jessica’s blog, Brute and Bird, can be found here. Check it out! I love her writing.)

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This is the third of a series of Cake Eater posts, where readers share info about themselves and tell the story of their cake pics/share stuff about what they think about beauty and body image. Before this we met Christine and Samantha

As always, send me your own cake pictures/stories!

Also, don’t forget to enter the amazing jewelry giveaway from yesterday! I’m picking a winner on Sunday.

 

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Kate on June 29th 2012 in cake eaters

7 Responses to “Jessica eats cake”

  1. Jess @bruteandbird responded on 29 Jun 2012 at 1:31 pm #

    Yay! Thanks for the opportunity to share this with your readers! It was fun! (And, P.S. Thanks for the compliment on my writing. The affection is mutual.) ;)

  2. Melanie responded on 29 Jun 2012 at 1:58 pm #

    Yay! I really like these posts. And the part about the urban sprawl made me sad. But then I looked at the great picture again and I got happy.

    If I get married I’m not giving in to the whole ceremony thing. It’ll be by a female Asian Elvis impersonator in Vegas, then people can totally buy us stuff if they want. :)

  3. Kate responded on 29 Jun 2012 at 3:56 pm #

    @Jess
    Thanks for being on ETDC! I loved this post.

  4. Kate responded on 29 Jun 2012 at 3:57 pm #

    @Melanie
    I have to say, I LOVED my wedding ceremony. The party— that part was fine. I barely remember it, honestly. But the ceremony, that was amazing! But if an female Elvis impersonator could have been involved, that would’ve been pretty great, too.

  5. cartascartas responded on 29 Jun 2012 at 5:40 pm #

    love it. no one gave me a fork OR a plate on my wedding day for the cake cutting so we, similarly, just ate the cake.

  6. Maya responded on 30 Jun 2012 at 10:38 pm #

    We skipped the wedding cake thing, in favor of dessert more likely to be tasty than wedding cakes often are… So we had an ice cream bar. Worked out pretty well for us. Does “just eat the ice cream” qualify? (Or in more recent news, ice box cake- frozen cake+ice cream is a good thing by me. Too bad we didn’t take pictures.)

  7. Pj geek responded on 01 Jul 2012 at 7:13 pm #

    I live in Atlanta -east of the city in suburban sprawl as well. Right now at 7 pm it is 102 degrees, and we are hiding in our airconditioned house. But what was it at noon, I wonder? At noon we saw a doe and a buck running through a neighborhood in to a narrow patch of woods that parallesl a highway. This is next to one of those “fancy” outdoor shopping malls with a Barnes and Nobles and a Coldwater Creek. I love to see deer but this made me sad.

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