I like a Friday.
Yesterday, my teeny tiniest tiny baby turned one. I didn't even cry about it. This is huge. And curious. I'm not sure why I'm so okay with it. Maybe because I made brownies with cream cheese frosting? I don't know. But that frosting. Whoa.
There's a good amount left in my fridge right this minute and it's taking a bunch of will power not to go at it with a spoon. I just had a conversation with myself.....I said, "Hey, self. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't finish off that frosting." To which I replied, "How about 3500 good reasons? That's how many calories are in that little tub of delicious." So. I didn't eat it.
Yet.
And as an update to the show: It went okay. It was definitely fun, but I don't think it's the best venue for paintings. I'm thinking next year, when we do it again, I'm going to have to come up with something different to add to the mix.
I noticed that light bulb snowmen and santas were pretty popular. I may need to switch gears.
4 comments:
Say it isn't so, 1 already???!!!??? I no likey! Good job holding back on the frosting, I wouldn't have been so disciplined=)Bummer about the pictures, I would have bought them all!
I know! How is this even possible?! I think this was the fastest year of my life.
And Thanks! :)
next year i am gonna think of a few good things too.....we will be a big hit!
if i was there the frosting would have been eaten :)
love ya,akt
Wait a minute...he was just born! Seriously.
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