She promised me that if I added oil, eggs and water to her cake mix I would get this:
We submit exhibit A:
The prosecution rests, Your Honor.
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4 comments:
There is something seriously wrong with you.
I think you need to see a doctor, not a lawyer.
How in the WORLD do you mess up a cake mix??
:)
I gotta hand it to you, though - you are persistent in the baking department.
Dang! The same kind of stuff happens to me...the attempt at craftiness...the failure at baking. I've found my soul sister! Why do you have to live so far away?
I'm not sure what to say! Maybe it didn't look pretty, but did it taste good??? That is all that matters anyway, right?
Girl! It's called a bakery; hopefully you have one near you. I love reading your blog; it makes me laugh. I miss you!
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