somehow i always manage to ruin dallas' birthday.
last night:
dallas: where are you? (wondering around house, comes downstairs)
dallas: are you in bed?
andi: yes
dallas: why?
andi: i'm very tired and don't want to do anything else
dallas: it's only 8:45
poor guy. talk about party pooper wife!
to top things off, he loves tiramisu and i thought that would be a substitution for his usual german chocolate cake. i would consider myself a fairly decent baker, but as you may remember, i somehow always trash d's birthday cake.
2008
yesterday
(yeah yeah, i know, it looks GROSS)
and then he says.... is this vanilla pudding pie?
andi: no, i'ts supposed to be tiramisu, but they didn't have the lady things
dallas: you mean lady fingers?
andi: yes, those. i don't even know what those are
dallas: well, it looks like vanilla pudding pie. (takes a "piece" out....) WOW! look! it regrows itself (as it's slowly morphing into the pan shape again)
another birthday fail
last night:
dallas: where are you? (wondering around house, comes downstairs)
dallas: are you in bed?
andi: yes
dallas: why?
andi: i'm very tired and don't want to do anything else
dallas: it's only 8:45
poor guy. talk about party pooper wife!
to top things off, he loves tiramisu and i thought that would be a substitution for his usual german chocolate cake. i would consider myself a fairly decent baker, but as you may remember, i somehow always trash d's birthday cake.
2008
yesterday
(yeah yeah, i know, it looks GROSS)and then he says.... is this vanilla pudding pie?
andi: no, i'ts supposed to be tiramisu, but they didn't have the lady things
dallas: you mean lady fingers?
andi: yes, those. i don't even know what those are
dallas: well, it looks like vanilla pudding pie. (takes a "piece" out....) WOW! look! it regrows itself (as it's slowly morphing into the pan shape again)
another birthday fail
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