Fully legal

Today my baby turns 21, which must have happened in some weird time/space worm hole because I am certainly not old enough to have a child that is not only NOT a child any longer, but is in fact a real adult that is old enough to buy alcohol. It was bad enough when he became old enough to vote, but drink??  Aiyiyi…

We celebrated yesterday with a big family night, because today he is spending his birthday with friends. Who are, most likely, trying to get him drunk. It’s not right. It’s not right that my little smarty pants, my funny, kind, long-haired little boy is old enough to legally buy a beer.  Denial is every mother’s right.

I made him a chocolate cake yesterday – from scratch! – but it was a bit of a disaster (let’s just say it stuck to the pan), so I am turning it into a half million or so cake balls. They are in the freezer right now, firming up for their dunk in melted chocolate. Mmmmmmm, chocolate… Ever made cake balls? Bit of a messy thing, but mighty yummy. I’ll try to post a pic tomorrow.


About wonkydonkey

You want random? You got it. Mostly knitting and gardening, with some home improvements, pets, baking, family, and the occasional bad joke thrown in for good measure. This blog is mine; it is a place where I can insist upon proper grammar or break my own rules and degrade into slang on a whim. Either way, it's still mine. I love the Internet.
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