Sunday April 9th
Cookie I made for Boyfriend:
(sporting the infamous Pink Sock and his top secret code name)
In the way of being that which I am (woman) it is imperative that I be capable, not only of baking, but of creating meaningful works of art out of edibles.
So we opened up pre-rolled, pre-Easter-shape-cut, cookie dough packages and baked them for the designated times only to deface them completey with sugar coating and questionable 'art'.
Here is the best cookie ever. I made it for Albert, my Stud. It was all I could do to help sooth the pains of the proximity to Laura he endured that Sunday afternoon.
BTW- He 'et' it.... He 'et' it good.
Ahh, yes...... Cheesecake Factory. After a long day of baking and holding back the urges to strangle one particular host.....
Boyfriend, I and his parentals ended up at the one place we can always count on leaving with pungent breath, The Cheesecake Factory.
Here we are, doing what we do best.
It's amazing how we always find the time to make eachother laugh and smile. I think I'm the luckiest girl alive.
PS- sometimes the stinky part isn't the breath.......
(yes this is my guilty face.....)