So I got home and let the dogs out. I changed out of my business casual duds and checked on the Beagles. Sure enough, Peaches overturned the neighbors trash and got all over the porch. I'm used to this by now. But this is twice in two days.
So the dude and I work on some keyword research for his website and hung out. I was explaining keywords and the strategy behind it. It was nice to share with him what I do for a living. I love my day job so much, I do it at home too. I think after two years, he finally understood part of what I do...kind of. It's excited...I'm excited.
So while we work, we take breaks for dinner and I start making a dark chocolate torte. I'm in a chocolate cake mood so I was going to make it for the office. My dear work peeps get all my baked goods when I'm in the baking mood. I don't think they mind. :)
They torte was done...layers finished ready for the last layer of cream. Lyn was with me in the kitchen, she got under my feat, and I tripped. The cake didn't survive. But such is life. Looks like there will no cake tomorrow. I think I'll make pie tomorrow night instead though.