Today was/is my hubby's birthday.
In the middle of the day I let him know about a special birthday surprise.
Okay, so I had nothing to do with it, but it was pretty cool that Google had a birthday cake on the front page on his birthday.
I also surprised him with a home made carrot cake. It was no small feat of working mom magic to get off from work, shop for ingredients (if I bought them during the normal weekly grocery trip he would have know = no surprise), shredded carrots, melted chocolate.... cake and frosting from scratch. Unfortunately he picked today to come home from work early, so I assembled the cake in a rush so it would be ready when he walked in the door.
He opened the presents and turned back to the cake to find it looking like this.
Warm cake + warm frosting = disaster.
I knew this. I put the cake together anyway. I thought that maybe. Just maybe the universe would be nice to me today... But no such luck.