I had such high hopes for these marshmallows.
I had dreams of fun golden cupcakes filled with pink fluffiness.
I imagined the surprised faces as my friends bit into the ooey gooey goodness.
Everyone got in the tub...
They were so patient to wait for the luscious cake batter that would make them a star.
After twenty minutes of baking I excitedly took them out of the oven.
But instead of happiness I was met with deep disappointment.
They floated to the top and disintegrated in the batter.
Baking dreams dashed.
Surprised faces gone.
Pinterest step by step guides thrown into the garbage.
Oh, marshmallows. I had such high hopes for you for on Valentine's Day.
I learned my lesson but at least you were fun to decorate with.
Maybe I'll have figured out a solution by next Valentine's Day.
Despite my sadness in the kitchen, I still had a wonderful Valentine's Day.
Mr. Branflake and I went to a late breakfast at an English Pub where we ate a hearty meal and shared some hot cocoa.
We then took a nice walk around the neighborhood before he went to class and I got ready to teach.