So last night at about 9:00, I was working on finishing an assignment for my oh-so-exciting Digital Imaging class, and I started thinking about cake. Then I couldn't stop thinking about cake. Poor Greg wanted to help but we had just ran out of eggs, one of the essential ingredients for cake. I somehow managed to finish my assignment and turn it in - only a day late this week - and then fully turned my attention to cake. Greg called our local King Soopers, which actually sells single pieces of cake (they even come with mini sporks!), and found out that they don't close until midnight. So there we were, headed to the grocery store for at 10:00 pm for a slice of cake, a dozen eggs, some flavored carbonated water, and treats for Lucy and Rusty, who went along for the ride. Ah, the joys of pregnancy. Kudos to my wonderful, understanding husband, the Duke of Snuke.
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Makes me hungry for cake:) As far as the full moon goes, I would be watching the barometric pressure more than the moon. Babies tend to come when the barometric pressure drops. Thus, all those babies born in the middle of snow storms:)
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