I came home grumpy this evening. I got of school and battled traffic to get to Scrapbook Oasis where I wandered in frustration for an hour to pick out paper for my sister's baby album...usually I have no problem picking out patterned paper but for my sister...oh my sister...first of all we're complete and total opposites...second of all for her everything must match...perfectly...see what I mean about opposites? I finally got it figured out and made my way through more traffic to get home.
Mac met me at the garage door and told me I had to close my eyes and make my way up to my room until he and Sean were done with what they were doing. I heard the Kitchen Aid mixer going and knew they were baking something and I pleaded that I could not go up to my room and wait for it to be done so I got to open my eyes...only to see that Sean was making frosting...and I was horrified.
I exclaimed to Sean "you don't know how to make frosting!" He danced around waving a printed out e-mail and then I realized that yesterday when he e-mailed me asking for my frosting recipe for one of his fellow teachers that wanted it he was just trying to get it from me. Control freak that I am I finished making it and then the two of them did this...
and frosted a red velvet cake for my birthday tomorrow. The two of them had it planned all week...and since Mac will be at his Dad's this weekend they made it tonight...which means I get to have a nutritious birthday breakfast tomorrow because there is simply no way to resist having a glass of milk and a big chunk of cake.
Oh and Mac gave me a birthday-eve card...
not totally sure what he meant, but it seems as if he really can't believe I'm turning 32 tomorrow...me either.
