On Wednesday night, Ryan played baseball and spent my evening in the kitchen.We were doing a potluck at work on Thursday, and I was volunteered for the dessert. I felt so much pressure to do a good job so all my co-workers would be so impressed with my skills.
I made up personal marbled cheese cakes and I think they turned out pretty darn good. Ryan came home when I was finishing up, and helped swirled in the chocolate, such a professional he is.
The ladies at work said it was good...they could have lied, but that's okay, at least my ego is feeling good!!
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