So my mom and aunt have their own baking business and my nana and I have been cooking and helping out. Well ladies and gentleman I have to say this on the side job of baking is the one thing that pretty much keeps me occupied most of the time while army man is away. Did I mention he is coming home on the 19th!!!?
Yes, it is incredibly exciting however, as the countdown has began the constant thought of spending time with him has ceased to leave my mind for even a second. The flood of memories come pouring in, imagine the hoover dam mixed with niagra falls kind of rush of happy memories people... HUGE ALL THE TIME! Anyways so I've been doing pretty much anything I can think of to get rid of this haha, drawing, running, I have like 30 hours at work this week which is awesome considering I now get to have disposable income when he comes home and of course.... wrapping Christmas presents. Yeah, be proud America, this girl is done with all shopping and wrapping of superficial items we give each other to show the "Christmas Spirit".
As the fire crackles beside me on this early morning of December 7th I cant help but wonder if my handsome boyfriend will still love me when he comes home. I mean for all he knows I've been depressively eating nonstop and weigh 300+ pounds. Will he love me for me? I have gotten 6 letters now and thats always reassuring, if only they could require the "rats" to send one everyday haha. I've so far written letters 6 times a week and it's not as hard as I thought it was. Haha I mean I write about what I do everyday, which to me sounds incredibly boring, but hopefully he can read and visualize as a tv sitcom, considering all the ridiculously awkward situations I get into haha. Anyways thats all for now, my co-baker/mom is back with the flour and we have quite the list of toothsome treats to make including but not limited to: sugar cookies, gingerbread snowflakes, our secret family studel recipie that dates back to dutch royalty, and the new thing we are experimenting with: yellow cupcakes filled with buttercream icing, topped with a chocolate ganache. YUM. I'm pretty excited. Then to work to "bring home the bacon". How is it that all the good figure of speeches have to do with food?
