Not the corporate ploy to spend money on anything red or pink but the part where you express your love to those closest to you. Mostly because I have an overwhelming amount of love and a lot of people to give it to.


Last year I did this by getting drunk off champagne while making pancakes for my roommates, who had not been informed I was making brunch, and went to class, so I ended up eating most of the pancakes with Kallie, while we finished our own personal champagne bottles. Then I proceeded to spend the better part of the day sobering up while writing a paper.
I think there was also a situation that involved some drive-by yells at the Planned Parenthood picketers. Who bring their families. When it's below freezing. But anyways. . .
Not this year.
This year, things are different. I'm attached to someone and I'm very much interested in being cute and making things that convey that. I am still, however, not interested in spending a lot of money.
So the combo of no money and a lot of love equals baked goods. My culinary skills are wildly lacking but my baking skills make up for the difference, leading me to decide on cookies and cupcakes for my loved ones.
My great friend, Crowe, (who I love because she not only reads this but also thinks I'm funny) brought over some heart-esque shaped cookies she had already made and we got to work with frosting, sprinkles, and candy conversation hearts. We also used some heart doilies and a lot of green glitter--both kidnapped from Chi Omega. And a bottle of champagne.
Behold!
(And yes, that's confetti cake with rainbow chip frosting topped with a dollop of pink frosting and a candy heart)
MY DELECTABLE MASTERPIECE(S)
So except for the tart variety, which are gross, candy conversation hearts are the best part of Valentine's Day. Although it's painfully obvious that they don't have a quality control section in their manufacturing plant, because some of my candy hearts are not shaped like hearts and do not have words. Some of my favorite conversation hearts include; No Way, Too Hot, LOL, and Don't Tell.
Now, not only will my friends know how much I love them, but also that I can spell their names in frosting! Believe me, it was tricky. My 'Becca' cookie took 2 tries and one cookie just says HAT due to space limitations (See Picture).

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