Fiancé of the year.
J came “home” for long weekend. Weird that he is vacationing to his apartment and, in 45 days, his home.
Spending a wonderful weekend of wedding-y things and time with friends and family, J had today free as I trudged back to work to spend the day writing grade cards and progress reports. Awesome.
While at work, J came to eat lunch with me. He got to meet my friends and check out my pretty spectacular cubicle.
Then…just as I walked in the door from work. I looked around. Something was different? What was it?
And made dinner.
So, we found this recipe to make snickerdoodles, one of my favorites. We followed the recipe, to a T. After mixing, we realized that the dough was just a little too, shall we say, “goopy?” So we added some flour. No change.
Deciding to forge on anyway, we tried to scoop the dough into the cinnamon/sugar mix. Fail.
So, we took out the loaf pan and set it to bake.
It is still in the oven, not done.
It has been there for an hour and a half.
The oven was set at 350. It started to burn on top, so we set it at 325.
J just took it out of the oven. Apparently, we are eating it with spoons.
This should be a fun night.
Married life with this kid is going to be grand.
-L (and J!)