Birthdays, Babies, and Beer.

Hello, friends! I had a super busy explosion extravaganza weekend with about a million pix to post. I mean, there are no celebs, or fireworks, or Michael Jackson impersonators, so don't get your hopes up. But it was busy for me and I made sure to document every breathing moment (Keith: "YOU DON'T HAVE TO TAKE A PICTURE OF EVERYTHING YOU DO" Me: "YES I DO- MY FANS LOVE ME- THEY NEED PICTURES!!!").

Friday night I made coooooookies and they were delishface.

Usually, my oven likes to be a real asshole and burn everything I make. However, I pulled a switcharoo on this mofo and set the temp lower than it was supposed to be. (I got your number, oven...) And thanks to a secret Lawson recipe (Note: I am note actually a Lawson, I just steal their recipes), my chocolate chip cookies no longer come out like Dutch pancakes.

Saturday started out not so great because my stomach from hell was back. I was weak in the knees and it wasn't because I just fell in love. Thankfully, it perked up in time to go to my friend Hana's 30th birthday. She's pregnant so they opted for a low-key board game night at their house.
The birthday girl and her husband, Tom-Cruise-twin.

I brought Orange Chicken- thankfully Hana threw it together and dazzled my pants off by topping it with sesame seeds. Konichiwa, duuuuuudes!

There was also a berry cheesecake that was so good it's still making my mouth water. (I just wasted 15 minutes staring at this picture.)

And just in case you weren't there, here's a recap of the night's events...

"Friends! Hello! It's great to see you!"

"Time for pictures where I show my hundreds of shark teeth!"

"Hey guys, um... I'll catch up with you later. I'm just gonna hang out here in the kitchen..."

The night ended with some vicious rounds of Pictionary. It was Battle of Sexes and the women Took.No.Prisoners. Sorry, guys. Maybe next time. We kicked butt with the following drawings:

Pastry Bag

King Kong


So that was my Saturday night. Sunday, Keith and I took the dogs for a walk somewhere in a hilly, bee-filled area of Chatsworth. It was nice to get out and enjoy the weather, but looking back, gladiator sandals probably wasn't one of my best decisions.

Here's Keith walking Biscuit and Kosmo. I love them like whoa. I was walking Biscuit at first, but my sandals did not have enough grip to handle that tornado. Tornado of love, that is.

On our way out of the park, I did my best Simba impersonation.


Anonymous said...

Wait, which cookie recipe is that?

Anything Fits a Naked Man said...

Oh, what fun! Although, I must admit, my attention waned once I saw that picture of that berry cheesecake. It was a little hard to concentrate after that!! (Also, you make a FANTASTIC Simba!)

Have a great week!

Robin said...

Those cookies looook yummmmy...they are like the perfect texture and size...!!..you really know how to temp a girl in the morning...I love your party pics..what fun...you are adorable...!!!

You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

Danielle: it's the chocolate chip cookie recipe. isn't that what they're supposed to look like...?

AFNM: doesn't that cake look good?? and when you got a bite with the berries in it- omg. i'm going to short circuit my computer with all my drool right now.

Robin: thank you!! my husband always scowls and cries whenever i attempt to cook/ bake anything, so hearing that something i made looks good IS A MIRACLE.

michael said...

i like the shark teeth reference. i agree.

this is what i thought of with your Simba impersonation:


You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

michael: it's like looking in a mirror.

RN Mama said...

Those cookies look amazing! My oven is a fucktard too, so I can't bake anything correctly:(

Love the Simba impersonation, but would have preferred a Michael Jackson impersonation!

You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

RN: i will practice my crotch-grabs in preparation for a future MJ post.

LaceyRee said...

my oven is also an asshole. I always figure it's merely my lack of cooking ability and restrict myself to ramen noodles or something equally boring. I will try this temperature lowering technique of which you speak next time I have the courage to preheat my oven.

Also, I have a cat named Cozmo and I was singing the theme song to the Lion King loudly last night; it's like our blog friendship was meant to be.

You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

Lacey: i will be in charge of getting the BFF necklace. and by necklace, i mean oven mitt.

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