[last] minute-men

The other day I went to Cold Stone Creamery. I was just sitting there, enjoying my Chocolate Devotion (yum!) when a man walked in. He had an intent, focused look on his face. He made a bee-line to the freezer of frozen, ice-cream cakes. Obviously, he was on his way home from work (it was about supper time). My guess was that it was his wife's birthday, and he was bringing her a cake. Nothing like waiting till the last minute!

I love Cold Stone. However, I would stick to their ice-cream, instead of paying about $50 for an ice-cream cake! I wanted to tell him, "Your wife would MUCH rather have a delicious home-made cake than a store-bought cake."



Moral of the story? Wives tell your husband (or men, listen up!) to have my little cupcake bake a scrumptious dessert for your special day.