Chris made me a Birthday Cake. It was chocolate. It was mixed with Diet Coke. It had Heath bars crunched into the batter and on top. It had caramel topping soaked into the cake after baking. It had whipped topping to cover the decadence. Talk about too much of a good thing. It was yummy delicious for about the first bite, then it was just pure torture to consume. It's name is Better Than S** Cake and I suppose one might lose control while eating such good eats, but not this girl. I'll settle for my man anytime, anywhere. I definitely had to limit my exposure to this "pleasure" in a pan, but not so with my man. Are you blushing yet? I am. TMI, TMI
7 comments:
Woooohooo!!! You're so funny! Sounds lie you got some great birthday treats!
(BTW, I am with you - the cake is great but no comparison. I feel kinda bad for whoever named it that...)
HA HA HA!!!!!
You little vixen you.
You guys! I knew it! Anyway, thanks so much for bringing the soup and treats over last night. I was so desperate for those treats but everyone else ate them. I did discover some on Kira's eating tray after she went to bed, so I ate it. They were so yummy. We'll have the soup tonight and I'm so excited not to have to plan dinner! You're awesome. I needed your visit last night. You're the best!
Funny! Thanks for going to breakfast this morning.
Glad to know that you would choose Chris over cake! (And that you're human!!) Did really have Diet Coke in it?
Sounds like you had a great birthday! I just got off and blogging and I'm glad I found you guys! You are so funny! I'm going to have fun checking your blogs! Anyway, my man's waiting!!! :)
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