I don't want to fold laundry. I don't want to brown ground beef. I can't frost E's cake yet - it's still too warm. But oooooooh the cake! Chocolate Stout Cake. It's one of those where because I made it, and know EXACTLY what's in it, I really don't want to eat it and thereby blow any semblance of my diet. But it's his birthday cake which means, mmmmmmmmmm chocolate.......
I'll update this with photos when I've stopped procrastinating and decorated it so you all will know just what I am talking about.
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