Chris ostensibly made this cake for my mother, but the minute he delivered it from the oven I knew it was mine. Just like a mama with her baby, I would kill anyone who tried to take it from me. And just like a mama with her baby, I could not wait to eat it.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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Okay, biggest laugh of the blog so far. !!
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