Um.. if everyone who knows me knew about this trick before now and didn't tell me we're officially not friends.  OR you can just not tell me you knew and we'll still be friends.  It's up to you.  I won't even call you on the lie of omission.

Anyways, did you know that you can wrap a potato in tin foil.. put in the crock pot.. leave it on low for 8 hours.. and you have a perfectly baked potato. 

YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE TO PRICK THEM!!

Cale and I are now going to have baked potatoes twice a week for dinner.  They fit in the grocery budget like old pros.  And now that we don't have to wait for next to forever after work for them to bake in the oven, we are set. For life. Praise Jesus. Amen.

Last night we had them topped with shredded chicken, cheese, and bbq sauce.   It was divine. 

In other news, it was my turn to bring snacks to small group.  I made 'Better Than Sex' cake. After the decision was made and the ingredients were bought, Cale asked me what I was going to call it when people asked me what it was.

Like 'Better Than Sex' is inappropriate for bible study or something.

I thought my wit would carry me through.  Until they asked me. And I froze. And said something like, "Oh, chocolate cake with some caramel and stuff." And then someone gave me the eye.  They knew. I avoided eye contact.  Everyone loved it.

P.S. Someone just asked me if I tried to use correct punctuation.  I do not.  Sorry if this bothers you.  I type the way I think.  Apparently very fragmented.