As previously mentioned, I had a delightful office party for Chris’s work to attend last night. Chris wastes his anti-work points openly hating the military, so he has to participate in other areas, lest they start holding it against him. It was fine. There were a lot of kids. A lot. Of kids. Seriously. And I don’t mind children, I just generally prefer them to have less visible stickiness than this crew did. So I did my best to alleviate the candy smears on their cheeks and in their hair by providing an appetizer of my very own:
Yeah. A hundred Halloween cookies, each frosted by hand, some cats, some ghosts, some pumpkins, and some bats, which would have been a lot cooler had somebody thought to dress their child as Ozzy Osbourne. I made a bunch of them on sticks and stuck them into a pumpkin that Chris had done a shallow carve on to make it less likely to get messy. AND he frosted the ghosts. This was a risky maneuver because last time we made Halloween cookies together, he put together some really fantastic decorative schemes, like cats that had the word “Meow” written on them in blue frosting and no other frosting whatsoever. I wish I had pictures of these cookies to show you just how bad they were. And he was DELIGHTED by it. Every ghost that came out of the oven got the “whoooooooo” sound effect and a smiley face put on it, and so on. But he actually did a great job with these, under pain of disfigurement. It took us a long-ass time, so it was nice that our training schedule had us on a “building” weekend of only an 8-mile slow run yesterday. I felt like a friggin’ PTA mom.
Good, no? And I can’t even PRETEND to be modest about this–I ROCK at Kart. Chris has never won a tournament against me. Here is an actual photo of the screen last time we played, that I had saved for posterity to mail to his best friend (who is also a pretty big gamer):
I just can’t wait til we have a sticky child of our own, and we can dress him or her as a 1-UP mushroom and go as a whole Mario family. It’ll give me some incentive post-pregnancy to be able to fit into this dress again…