I am tired.
I bought a going away cake for our office's receptionist. It irked me that no one else had.
I helped my sister get things for my other sisters birthday. I bought another cake, a $20 gourmet chocolate mousse cake with the most amazing chocolate ... icing (it was pure, rich, decadent chocolate with chocolate jimmies around it. No one could refuse it and no one left without the guilt of having consumed possibly the most delicious, yet fattening slice of heaven ever. I was also her designated driver, so she got to enjoy some (if you call 1/2 a bottle some...) champagne.
Even though I am exhausted and might have been able to get some sleep tonight... I'm so damned proud I managed to make people happy. People who deserved it.
