( Longwinded and probably boooooring recap of Thursday detailing way more than the situation required. )Then Friday happened! We went to
UP and it was awesome. Also really really really sad. Also awesome. But very sad. Everyone should see it, but don't go in and get blindsided by SAD like we did. Sheesh. Frankie also bought himself
inFamous and has been playing as a good guy. I'm considering playing and being Blatantly Evil. We shall see.
After Friday happened, Saturday happened and we picked up 7 pounds of fish fillets that I ordered for $36. We really like fish and I know three ways to make it, now. Poached with dill, in the foil with hot sauce, and lightly battered and fried. Just in case anyone was going "ZOMG THERE IS NO VARIETY IN YOUR LIFE". Also, it is frozen and there are three types. So nyah.
Finally, yesterday was Sunday. We went to Frankie's family's and they made him pizza on request. I got weird pizza made of egg roll filling that didn't have chicken stuff in it and thus was safe for me (as they used imitation crab instead of actual crab) and it turned out surprisingly nummy. Even though it had a thick crust, I actually really liked it! The cake decorating cousin asked me for a secret design idea and the one she ended up going with was Waluigi. It turned out awesome. All kinds of awesome. If she does as she said she would and sends us a picture of the awesome cake, I shall try to remember to stick it up here. From the sounds of it, it was kind of chaotic to make, but she also was super excited because she had a blast problem solving and being creative, so everyone was happy!
.... and now we have a GIANT FREAKING DOUBLE LAYER CHOCOLATE CAKE with WAY MORE FROSTING THAN IS HOLY that looks awesome as Waluigi still has most of his face and hat, but might actually kill us with its sugary excess.
I was also a genius and suggested cookies baked from pre-made dough for Frankie's snack that he takes with his lunch sandwiches to work. We played lots of
Lego Batman last night, so they didn't get made until this morning, and I kinda rushed through it, but they turned out better than expected for store brand dough (as my only screening of his choice was to make sure he didn't pick something made with LARD). I've had better premade-ish stuff, but I've also had far, far, far worse. I even still got a sense of accomplishment from it since I managed to bake them, make Frank's breakfast of fried eggs with veggie bacon and toast, and do up the sandwiches, all with time to spare even though I only had an hour to work with from the moment of rising.
It's a shame no one lives near enough to us to come eat some of the Waluigi cake, though. Seriously. It's a huge freaking cake.
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( BUT IT IS SO FREAKING AWESOME. Also: ask and you shall receive, I guess! )Edit part 2:
( For scale, here is Frankie with his cake. They may both be tall kinda-Italians, but luckily there is not much resemblance beyond that. )( Also, Frankie blows out his candles and I sit there looking stupid at his family's request. )