Afterwards, we ate cupcakes that I made. I made them identical to the ones I made for Janara's birthday. Can I just say how hard it was to make cupcakes away from home? No mixer, no oven timer, no oven window, and no cookie scoop. This made things a little more complicated than I'm used to. I miss the comforts of home. There were still some small clumps in the batter that I couldn't get out no matter how hard I tried. There was no cookie scoop to measure the batter (2 scoops using the one at home is the perfect amount of batter). On top of that, I didn't have two muffin tins. I had one regular one and one with six. Using a measuring cup as a scoop and having to do two rounds of baking, it was hard to get the amount of batter right. Talk about frustrating when they were done and some looked like they could have used a little more batter. They baked funny. On top of that, I hadn't used this oven for baking before so it I didn't know how it compared to the oven at home. Good thing I thought of this and decided to check the cupcakes sooner than usual. They were done almost five minutes sooner! Not that it's not that hard to open the oven and check on the cupcakes, but I really missed having a little window and oven light to watch progress. I'm spoiled from the kitchen at home. I miss all these little luxuries.
Moving past my little rant for the day, the cupcakes were eaten with love and appreciation. I love that! I always love when my cupcakes are well received. When are they not? Continuing on the topic of random...the conversations that went on were interesting to listen to. One of the guys' apartments that is part of our family talked a lot about Kim Jong-Il. Apparently they watched a documentary on him for fun yesterday [great way to spend the Sabbath I must say]. Then I was asked it I had ever played Black Ops but told probably not unless I turned down the graphic violence (glad you were able to answer your own question buddy). I'm a girl. Why would I be playing that kind of game? Then I was told that if you beat this game there is a bonus one where you get to be Kennedy in the white house and kill zombies or something like that. I guess I'm really good at faking an interested look? Yeah, that conversation lasted longer than necessary.
After everyone left, some of us continued talking outside, despite the fact it was FREEZING. Some other guys from an apartment next door came out and presented me with the perfect opportunity to get rid of the rest of the cupcakes because we girls don't need that many lying around. When giving them away, I was asked to play poker and watch the football game. Football is ok, but poker? Why are all these guys asking me about typical guy stuff? Do I look like I play poker or violent zombie killing video games? Needless to say I turned them down. Oh, the best part of the invite was the way I was asked. We have like an iron gate that separates the guy and girl apartment upstairs, not that it does anything because you can just go down and then up the stairs to get to the other side (there's a landing in the middle so you can keep going down or go up to the guys side). Anyway, it's broken right now so there is no gate. The invitation went like this, "Since there's no chastity gate, do you want to play poker?" No thanks! I'll pass.
Basically, it was a fun and interesting Monday night (pretty typical with my FHE family-the guys anyway).
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