Mothers, they carried you around for 9 months and squeezed your giant head out of their nether regions. To make up for it, we dedicate this one day a year to celebrate them. I’m an awful daughter. I throw tantrums like an angsty teenager, except I’m 21 and supposedly an adult. But on Mother’s Day, I have to be a good daughter. I try my absolute hardest not to give her an attitude, which probably shouldn’t be that hard but it is. I don’t know something about my mom drives me crazy. Someone teach me to be a better daughter, please.
Well this year, after much debate, we decided to try a new korean BBQ place where the mothers gossiped and took a ridiculous amount of selfies for their social network sites and the children ran wild. I was just chasing the baby around. He’s sooooo cute. kdsljdskfjsldkjf sdlkfj so cute.
Little Ethan!
Maybe it’s just me but I find boxed cake mixes to be such a cop out. If you’re going to bake something for someone the least you can do is make it from scratch. Sunday morning, I went with my cousin to the supermarket to buy ingredients. I tried making this cake from Martha Stewart for my mama. Don’t click on the link it looks nothing like the mess you’ll see below. Nothing!
I have no attention span and skimmed through most of the first step. I didn’t realize until I threw the cake in the oven that I left out the baking soda, baking powder, etc. Putting those ingredients after you’ve already mixed everything doesn’t work. It tasted pretty good but was dense like a pound cake. My mom pretended to like shortly before one of my aunts threw it out. Psh, one day I’ll learn to cook/bake properly.