I am so lucky to have the roommates I have. They’re packin’ some serious awesome. (Ha, that sounds like something from the Green brothers.) I do have problems with one roommate sometimes. We’re working it out, but I really need to vent right now.
She force-feeds me cupcakes.
Homemade almond cupcakes with homemade salted carmel buttercream icing made from homemade carmel! Horrid. Simply, unspeakably horrid.
*sinister music*
I know. And I’ve talked to her about how it makes me feel when she bakes all these cupcakes and forces us to be her taste-testers. How would she feel? Really? It only gets worse when she throws strawberry cupcakes, orange-iced chocolate cupcakes, and an airbrushed cake for Talk Like a Pirate Day into the mix.
I suppose these are just the things I’ll have to deal with now that I’m off a meal plan, living in my own kitchen.
Like I said, we’re working on it.
Look at that devious face.
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