Happy birthday, Rhonda!
I decided that yesterday would be a good day to beg for Rhonda and Lindsey time. I bribed them with promises of a little early birthday somethin’ for Rhonda. I knew Lindsey was still on TV strike, so I invited them to The Compound post-Survivor, and the invitation was accepted.
Mid-afternoon, I started dinner, including putting a giant Tollhouse cookie in the oven to bake. Then Tim and I promptly began an impromptu bitch work session, and I forgot the cookie. When I remembered it, the edges seemed a little crisp, but I decided to just slather frosting on that part and encourage the Brides to cut from the middle.
Later, Lynne arrived, and she being the Queen of All Things Baked, I asked if she thought the cookie would be okay. She gave me The Look, whereupon I took a roll of dough out of the freezer to thaw. Then I sat down to steal cashew nuts from Lynne and that’s when I saw it: the chocolate cake Lynne had brought with her for dessert. HELLO! Birthday cake! Dough back in freezer. Lynne used softer pieces from the overbaked cookie for some cake decorations.
Unfortunately, after Survivor and dinner (roast beef, rice, fresh green beans, salad, and rolls, if you wanted to know), Lynne decided her upper respiratory infection had gotten the best of her so she went home before The Brides arrived.
Which they did. Much conversation and cake ensued. I hope you are feeling better, Lynne, and thank you for making sure the following smile happened:
Hot woman in red.
Two hot women!
Can you eat all that? I don’t think you can eat all that. Want me to help you eat that?
oohhh, i want cake now…
How fast can you get here? There’s still cake. =)
not fast enough.
my peanut butter cookies will have to do.