So, tonight I decided to really overachieve as a Domestic Goddess. After work I did our weekly grocery shopping, cooked a delicious "Brinner" (that's breakfast as dinner, y'all, a Mr. Smith fav), cleaned up, made some tuna salad for lunches, did a load of laundry, yet still felt a little bored. Why, I know what I'll do... I said to myself... I'll make Mr. Smith a scrumptious cake! Something to snack on all week! What a marvelous idea!
False.
Upon leaving the iced creation on the kitchen counter and going along my merry way, a sneaky devil dog found his merry way to my cake. Below is the evidence of a Cake Monster sampling about 1/4 of it, before Mr. Smith caught him on 2 legs snacking away at the counter.
The Evidence
The Culprit
I'm pretty sure he's smirking at us.
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