So today, I skipped the gym. It probably doesn’t come as a surprise, after all, I don’t particularly like step class, it is my birthday and I have never really been known for doing things that I don’t want to do anyway.
So instead of exercising to help improve this aging body and strenghten my old heart (cause I am turning 60, ya know), I felt like sitting on my yoga ball, listen to court tv and do some surfing. (Hey, surfing is exercise!! Am I right?? whoohoo!!) Which led to check in on my bloggin friends….
There it was. Bev’s blog. Cheesecake.
I want to show you all (especially Bev, the cheesecake fan) what my loving hubby made me for my birthday. It’s my cake….. a Bailey’s Irish Cream Chocolate Chip Cheesecake
Guys who can cook like this are just plain sexy , and if this cake is good, well, we’ll BOTH be happy tonite! lol *wink*
Ooh! Cheesecake!
What a good man!!! Too bad I feel like gagging everytime I see cheesecake now. I think it took a turn for the worse about halfway through my cake.
Don’t try eating that all by yourself now! Trust me, it’s ugly for all body parts involved.