Hello, internet! Would you like a cupcake? It's delicious--I made them myself.
Is it lame that I made my own birthday cupcakes? I hope not.
Yes, today is my birthday. I got flatware from my mom, and I was totally excited about it. Both of those things seem appropriate now that I am 32. Getting really worked up about new flatware is a 32-year-old thing.
I'm using my new flatware to eat a slice of this:
The lighting was so bad that I couldn't make the picture look decent in color. So enjoy my dramatic art-student black-and-white emo cake.
Charlotte really wanted me to use 32 candles on my cake. Because we don't have a fire extinguisher, I declined.
Charlotte was also very enthusiastic about helping me bake my cake, because she knows that baking = beaters to lick. As she was going to town on the first chocolate-batter-covered beater, she suddenly said, "This is better than a corndog!"
And it is.
4 comments:
Hey, if that cupcake you sent with Mom was supposed to be for me...it didn't make it. :-(
The cupcakes were indeed delicious. We even have one left over, which I plan on secretly eating. Hope your day was awesome!
And, better than a corndog? You know it's gotta be good.
I don't even eat meat (well, mostly--I've been trying, for the chef that lives in my house) and even I have trouble finding much that is better than a corndog, so that's saying something.
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