Heavens to Murgatroyd!

Preparatory to tomorrow's luncheon, I was baking a cake this morning. After I put it in the pan I banged it on the counter a few times before putting it into the oven.
From the other room: "What's going on out there? Are you making something?" "I'm baking a cake." "What kind of cake are you making with all that noise?" "A pound cake." Ha! Ha!

"Actually, it is a caramel cake and I'm just making it the way I was taught to make cakes - banging the pan on the counter to settle the batter and get any bubbles out."

"Heavens to Murgatroyd! Isn't this the way you make cakes?" First of all, Bud doesn't m(b)ake cakes - don't know if he ever has. And secondly, where did that 'Heavens to Murgatroyd' exclamation come from? It has to be something I heard my Mom say or even one of the Grandmas.

Googling the phrase tells me that it dates to the mid-20th Century, first being spoken by Bert Lahr in a 1944 film Meet the People. So, it is possible I heard it as a young child. More likely I am remembering it from a TV cartoon.

 Snagglepuss was a Hanna-Barbera cartoon character introduced in 1959. He was a pink mountain lion whose catch phrases were "Heavens to Betsy" and "Heavens to Murgatroyd" - both exclamations of surprise and "Exit, stage left!" when he needed to escape or leave the scene quickly.

Heavens to Murgatroyd! It looks like I didn't thump all the bubbles out of my cake! Oh well, the frosting will hide them. The cake is cool enough to frost now - milk chocolate frosting on a caramel cake. Doesn't that sound good? We'll find out tomorrow.

As an update to last Wednesday's 'Dreaming A Decision' post, I had the shot in my knee this morning. Is it my imagination? My knee already feels pain free. Do the shots work that fast?

And I won the daily cribbage game.

And WHO-TV used my 'Pink fog in Creston this a.m.' photo on the 12:45 weather cast.

Heavens to Murgatroyd, I'm having a good day. Time to Exit, stage left!