I went to the baking party and it was fun however, I feel a little sorry for the firemen getting some of the baked goods. I sampled some of the ones I brought home and they aren't worth the calories. I remember when baking was an art. Now the ladies who came just don't have the time and rush the recipes and some were silly. How about a ball of peanut butter with a few rice crispies. WTF!?
This will sound horribly conceited but the squares I did were the nicest - my best friend did squares and they weren't even a centimeter square!! I'm totally going to razz her on that one. My second batch cooked a touch too long but I didn't use as many of those.
We're off to see the Christmas train tonight. I told Bob that I had very low expectations and that I figured the whole thing would be lame. I personally think this is a good way to go into something. Things can only go up - right?
Sorry, I'm rushing because I was going to post earlier but my stupid laptop won't find the wireless signal which makes C-Rex stomp her feet and get growly. I'm on the PC but the chair isn't working wonders for my back.
After much icing then heating and tonight I bought some back pain medicine that's behind the pharmacist's desk, I'm starting to feel normal. I know better than to lift anything but at least the constant pain part may have passed. Squuuueeeeee!!
It would be better if I didn't have to sit at my PC since I have a fancy-schmancy laptop - right, I mentioned that.
So I'm soon off to bed without a book being read. (I'm channeling Dr. Suess but that's all I got)
Tomorrow night is D-night and I'm scared. I plan on gorging tonight. Mmmm, food.
And finally, for those of you interested there is an ATBF column where we divulge the secrets of the cadbur - wait! no, no, we divulge the extended list of romances from the Top 100. You can go here to read it and here to comment.