I’ve been wanting to bake for eons since I’ve been out on my own. First place was too little, second place just never got around to it. But when Shea started working and taking his lunch with him I decided to buy the ingredients.

And today being Shea’s birthday I wanted to do something a little special for him. He won’t eat a cake so I made peanut butter cookies for him. And ya know what? I actually liked the peanut butter, I liked the cookies better. I wonder when I started liking peanut butter again, maybe it’s just Jif I like, dunno.

I’m cooking him supper, Jumbalaya, I hope it’s okay for him, he’s not here to spice it, but maybe it’ll be better, again dunno. I then have something special for him since it’s all he ever says he wants, other than supper and cookies it’s all he’s getting. I hope he’s not disappointed.