I made that avacado cake from Joy the Baker and now my entire body reaks like avacado shit. Or as Joss's aunt says: evocadoo. Har.
Anyways a little disapointed with the turn out because the avacados I got weren't ripe at all so the icing has little hard chunks in it, on top of running out of icing sugar. I tried using honey and corn starch, I'll let you know how it goes, prolly not so good
Speaking of letting people know how things go, I am going out tonight (not sure where yet- it's all kind of vague) with our friend Cartier and our two other male besties. Cartier has made the suggestion that we kick back with a few cases (!!!!!) of beer. I could not make this stuff up. So we'll see. I'm a little nervous to see Mr. Right-and-Good with a drink in his hand, it could just be hilarious.
My mum told Jean that I knit dish towels and she was a little amused. She said something along the lines of "we should teach her how to make something better"
Whatever man.
