The husband is in California. He eats “cafeteria food” and fast food. No good home-cooked meals for my love. Sad day.
I hate that I can’t make him dinner every night. Like…I hate it a lot.
So, I do the next best thing.
Chocolate covered strawberry marshmallow pops.
Homemade peanut butter cups.
I’ve been baking up a storm. Then I box it up and ship it out. He has not gotten any of them yet, but I can’t wait till he does. He is gonna be the most popular guy in his company. :]
Ciao for now!