Continuing on with my dating series in celebration of Valentine’s Day on it’s way, let me be clear about something. Some of you may be thinking I’m just too picky or date only weirdos from some of my stories, but that’s not the case.
Usually the problem on dates is me.
His eyes were like caramel. So warm and cozy I couldn’t help but to stare.
Sounds great right? No, absolutely terrible!
Every time I thought of something to say I would look up from my Oreo milk shake, see those eyes and forget my own name.
The date only lasted 30 minutes I was so awkward.
I like to line my pan with foil or parchment so that I can lift up on the sides to easily remove the pan of treats when it’s done.
These were gone SO fast.
My little photo set-up by the window