Guest post over at Cheaper than Therapy.
Desperate plea for honest greaseballs below.
Ah sweet succulent depression, how I loathe thee. How I wish you would just curl up and die while ceasing to exist in all corners of my life. I’ve had enough of you. You exhaust me.
I was hoping it was anything but you. I’ve been finding excuses for weeks. The weather, me being sick, Cody being gone, the stubbornness of my resident three year old, my period. But all those things came and went and I was still left feeling like a sack of beaten potatoes.
So I got help. It wasn’t easy getting help with the fear that they would keep me in the back of my mind. I came awfully close to what could only be called a panic attack when I saw the locked door next to the Psychiatric Intervention Unit. They promised they wouldn’t keep me, and I agreed to a new medication and regular counseling.
I know too many people who think depression is a cop out, a choice, an excuse or a justification for laziness. I know because I used to be one of those people.
For me, depression is a real, live, all consuming monster that would gladly eat me alive if I let it. But I refuse to let it. I am going to kick depression’s black inky rear. I am not going to let it define me, I am not going to let it win. I have too many things to fight for, to live for.
So if you’ll please excuse me, I’m going to be putting myself back together for a bit. Thankfully Craig over at Puntabulous has a tasty bit of the me I’m trying to put back together.
So please, don’t dwell here, I’ll be fine, really. Head on over to Puntabulous and show that little Star Wars geek that I am the true queen of all things baked and cream filled.
Because here at moosh in indy, I’m all about focusing on the good, and taking down any brownie loving fruits in my way.
MII: Welcome to Moosh in Indy Talks Food.
Today’s guest is Oreo Cheesecake.
Oreo Cheesecake, say hello to everyone.
MII:Everyone, say hello to Oreo Cheesecake.
MII:Why don’t you tell us a little about yourself Oreo Cheesecake?
OC: Well, my mom made cheese in Philly and my dad is an egg farmer from central Utah. I’m about 12 hours old, but I’ve done a lot of traveling in that time. So far I’ve been to Kitchen-aid, Mixer; Kenmore, Oven and Frigidaire, Refrigerator. And now I’m here, Kitchen, Counter. It’s so great to be here.
MII: Well we’re really hungryhappy you’re here. Now there’s a bit of controversy about your origins? Some say box, some say divine creation. Which do you believe?
OC: Oh, I definitely believe in Creation. My creator is a beautiful loving woman, looks much like yourself actually. She took a dash from here and cup from there and made me in six minutes, she rested the seventh minute because she had been playing volleyball earlier. But I know she’s out there and I know she’s the only one who could make me what I am today.
MII: That’s some pretty strong knowledge to have for someone so delicious young. Do the other baked goods give you a hard time?
OC: Yeah, the boxed cakes and brownies are a rough bunch. They swear they’re every bit as good as me, that I just get more credit because someone like me doesn’t come along all that often. But I know my creator makes all baked goods with equal amounts of love and care, and I know we’ll all end up in the same place, despite our origins.
MII: Well, Oreo Cheesecake. You know what happens next on this show. “Share a piece of you with the moosh!”
(WILD APPLAUSE)
OC: Oh, yeah, that. That’s why I’m here right? Well, let’s get to it I guess.
MII: Well, what do you think the moosh?
MII: The moosh confirms it, Oreo Cheesecake is one of the best guests we’ve ever had on the show! Thank you for being with us Oreo Cheesecake.
OC: Uh, thanks, uh, what’s that big knife for? No! Wait! I haven’t seen Living, Room or CHEVROLET, TRUCK YET! No! NO! Noooooo!
MII: Well ladies and gentlemen, that’s it for Oreo Cheesecake. *burp* Thank you for being here and don’t forget to join us next week for “Angel Food: truly a saint or grossly misunderstood?” And we’ll uncover the conspiracy behind Hank & Willie’s Slander of the Best Damn Brownies Ever.
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