Seriously, this is not what you think. Or maybe it is. I was reaching up in the tippy top of my cupboard to get, or look for, meringue powder. I was making some frosting for Corrine's birthday cake. My sweet mom-in-law was worried that I would fall backwards, off the counter and onto my head therefore damaging any brain cells I have left, which means all blog activity would stop. We can't have that now, can we? Nope. So she decided to help me stay on the counter. Now, those of you who know her also know that she is a humongous hearted person in a teeny tiny package. In other words, she's not very tall. That combined with my tall countertops resulted in what you see above. My robust heiny was the sturdiest part of my body, closest to her, to hold up. Thus the photo-op. I can't help it if my rear end was
right there. That's where it belongs: in the rear. Although, she did say in not so many words that she thought my tooshy was pretty cute. Ulterior motives? You be the judge.
Seriously, this is not what you think. Or maybe it is. I was reaching up in the tippy top of my cupboard to get, or look for, meringue powder. I was making some frosting for Corrine's birthday cake. My sweet mom-in-law was worried that I would fall backwards, off the counter and onto my head therefore damaging any brain cells I have left, which means all blog activity would stop. We can't have that now, can we? Nope. So she decided to help me stay on the counter. Now, those of you who know her also know that she is a humongous hearted person in a teeny tiny package. In other words, she's not very tall. That combined with my tall countertops resulted in what you see above. My robust heiny was the sturdiest part of my body, closest to her, to hold up. Thus the photo-op. I can't help it if my rear end was right there. That's where it belongs: in the rear. Although, she did say in not so many words that she thought my tooshy was pretty cute. Ulterior motives? You be the judge.
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