Yes, Wednesday was my birthday. In case you missed it.
My wonderful work friends made me copious amounts of homemade baked goods. It started off well with Eileen's fantastic red velvet cupcakes.
And then today Jessie brought in lemon bars. Another one of my favorite desserts.
And Joanna took me out to Starbucks! Great week. Sugar, sugar, and caffeine. I don't feel like the fat kid or anything here. Nope.
Don't think I copped out on Dessert Friday either. I picked up a couple of red velvet cupcakes (should I be worried at this point about the amount of red food coloring I've consumed by now?) from Macy's after work, since Nick had to stay late. I also might have gotten distracted in Macy's and bought an apple-shaped Martha Stewart cutting board that is absolutely adorable. Side note.
And thank goodness I got cake, because I came home to:
- A "We missed you!" slip from FedEx for a package I'd been waiting for, even though I've left FedEx countless notes saying to just ring my neighbors' doorbells so they can drop the package inside. I don't understand why FedEx doesn't pick up on the consistency of this, while UPS has no issues with it.
- A "We missed you!" slip from People's Gas taped on my door, saying that our gas had been shut off due to repairs and because no one was home, they couldn't turn it back on. Huh? Thanks People's Gas, I was hoping to come home to a useless stove tonight. The entire night I kept thinking things like "Oh I'll just make pasta, that's easy, I don't need gas for that....oh wait...." or "Boxed mac and cheese! Easy peasy! Don't need gas for that....oh wait." And apparently their response to all of this is "Oh we'll send out a technician, he'll be there sometime in the next 8 hours." Uh...really? Sure, I'll just drop everything I had for Friday night and wait for the gas person to show up. Which I did not do. So now the gas person is coming at 7am tomorrow, apparently. But whatever. I'll be up anyway, because a certain furball will want her wet food.
End rant. I promise only rainbows and sunshine from here on.
So after that ordeal on the phone, I poured myself a drink.
|Rum & Coke. And cupcake.|
That doesn't make me sound like an alcoholic at all...
And then I had my cake.
Can I just take a minute here to admire that frosting? How MUCH of it there is? It actually has the amount of frosting a Crumbs cupcake promises to have, but doesn't.
Bailey's taken to sitting next to my chair behind me when I eat at the table, I guess hoping I'll drop something. Who knows.
Not a chance, especially given this cake had insane amounts of sugar in it (which I clearly needed more of, after my five lemon bars and all).
|Hello there. I'm just sitting here. Playing with my toy. Not waiting for food.|