Next time I move homes I want a cake in the shape of my new house. There must be something symbolic about eating a replica of your home. What could it mean?
If I could, I'd hop onto a sailboat and get far far away from the land of grocery shopping for pumpkin pie supplies and sparkling cider. Just wake me when the turkey's ready and I won't have to hurt anyone.
We all know that unicorns are magical and narwhals are the unicorn of the sea so why wouldn't you want a narwhal to snuggle with?
Nothing gets me more excited to party than confetti and little stripey candles! Who has the champagne?
If you distill Cookie Monster down to his component parts, this is basically what you get: sweetness, cookies, blue, and whimsy.
Here's proof that a rainy day isn't always a bad thing. Now if only we could manage to contain all our weather woes inside baked goods. Let's move to Barbados!
"I blue myself."