Day 8.... What happened to 4-7??

Um, LIFE. Life happened to days 4, 5, 6, and 7. That would be Friday thru Monday, for those of you not looking at a calendar.

Friday= cleaning house

Saturday= went to a local farm to ride a hayride, pick a pumpkin, look at animals, take photos with the family. Beast did NOT like the wind, and BabyGirl was quite amusing trying to pick up a pumpkin twice as big as her head...

Sunday=more cleaning, and made treats for Mr. DaddyBear's office.

Monday....the treats went to work....ok, here's a little more details on it:


So, because I am a kook, I made these mummies and ghosts out of Nutter-Butters. Basically, dip the cookie in white chocolate or regular chocolate. Add chocolate chips to white=ghosts. Add some white striping and eyes to the chocolate=mummies. A dozen of each of the little boogers. Individually wrapped them, even. Yea, Beast snored in the swing long enough for me to do this. Score!

....then I was told that though they went fast, he thinks I lost points for "icing a store-bought cookie". Umm... I wasn't trying to pass them off as cookies I MADE, I was providing fun seasonal treats.

....so today I made FROM SCRATCH a chocolate cake to send tomorrow. Egg and milk free. And then I was making chocolate coffee frosting for it. Which kinda negates the milk free part of the cake, but it's still egg free. ....And then I made brownies. And iced them with half a bag of chocolate chips. And cut up both cake and brownies to have 48!!! pieces and made a cake/brownie tall tower of gooey goodness. I should have taken a photo. I might still make Mr.DaddyBear take one before the ravenous masses attack.

[Edited to add photo...I had to go sneak to kitchen to snap one after all. It was too awesome to resist.]

Oh, and where is Mr. DaddyBear? In bed, asleep. After all, it is after 11:30 at night. he has work tomorrow. He has no clue that he will be required to carry the giant red cake-taker with him. That sucker is HEAVY! I mean, it DOES have almost a full cake and pan of brownies in there.

Yes, "almost full" cake... cause, you know, they wouldn't all fit. So I'm sending 40 pieces instead of 48. I'm keeping 5 pieces of cake and 3 brownies. No, they really wouldn't fit. Stop judging me.

Yea...ok... I'll go brush my teeth again before I go to bed. Not good to go to sleep with that much sugar having just passed your lips...

Have I lost my mind? Yes, yes I have....