Dessert Whore

I said it. I typed it. I don't apologize.

It has come to my attention that I am a dessert whore.

Some people like chocolate, some prefer caramel.

Those of you with no imagination drool over vanilla.

And then there's the lemon, lime, strawberry, raspberry people.

Fruit cakes.

But me?

I like it ALL!

Not together, mind you - that would be gross, and weird. And probably fodder for a reality show stunt.

But, some of them together - Yes!

Caramel and chocolate? BFF!

Peanut butter and chocolate AND caramel? Party. In. My. Mouth.

Ooh, and then there's marshmallow. And ginger. And spice. And pumpkin.

Oh, pumpkin.

Butterscotch, coconut, almond, blueberry, and even bacon!

Good, good, good, good, ALL GOOD!

So, dessert whore it is.

I'm ok with it.

I embrace the bake shop slut within - with a cupcake in one hand and a cookie in the other.

Oh my. Now I want a cupcake and a cookie.

Looks like there's going to be some baking going on at my house this weekend.

Happy Mother's Day everyone!

Much love to all the mommas out there!