So I worked the 4th of July away at Children's. In honor of America, I made a Flag cake decorated with strawberries and blueberries. Matt was thrilled and almost immediately wanted a piece, but i was mean and told him no, and that he could have a piece when I brought it back from work.
Well if anyone knows or works with nurses, you know that we will pretty much scarf down anything you leave on the break room table. Which is what happened to the flag cake.
I came home with the empty, and I mean, not even crumbs for the dog, empty, and Matt gasped and pouted. I told him I would make another cake for him, on my next day off. I promptly put the pan in the dishwasher and ran it.
The next day, I worked again, and asked him to put the dishes away, which he did, because he is so good to me!
And this is what I come home to find:
Of course I lol'd.
Well today was the first day I had off since then, I hope this will suffice
Happy Belated 4th of July!
Hinting & Hoping: (v) A little known phenomenon where someone will beat around the bush with hints, hoping that you catch their drift. That is something that My wonderful fiance doesn't do. Which I appreciate ever so much!
