Hi y’all. I hope everyone had a fabulous Easter Sunday, if you celebrate Easter. If not, I hope your Sunday was fabulous anyway. :-)
I spent a part of the morning making cupcakes. I don’t know why. I don’t have a house full of people that will eat them. I don’t have a party to attend where I can bring them as dessert. I just woke up this morning and said I have this in my cabinet. No better time than Easter, I guess.
I hate to cook. It’s not because I’m bad at it. I’m not bad at it. I used to cook ALL THE TIME when I was married and had three kids to feed. I became good at it. I perfected the dishes my family liked.
The only thing I hate more than cooking, is baking. I never baked when I was married. The X enjoyed doing it because it reminded him of when he used to help his mom do it. The X’s daughters LOVED to cook/bake/ be in the kitchen. (I wonder if they are still that way today.) When we would have parties or people over, they’d be the ones to make the desserts. Thank goodness, cause I didn’t want to.
I don’t know how many cupcakes are supposed to come out of a box like that, but I got 19.
RM#2 spent the day out at the track with his dirt bike. I love walking into my garage and seeing this staring at me. Turns me on in a way I just can’t describe. I.heart.racing. ;-)
When he came home from the track, he gave me this from someone he was with…
I’m not big on any of these drivers, but I will tell you I got a LOT of satisfaction out of breaking open the eggs and watching the Jellybeans fall out. #happiness
P.S. RM#2 has had TWO cupcakes since he’s been home, and I’m being told they are A-W-E-S-O-M-E. Yay! #success