My husband and I met eleven years ago using a free trial of Match.com. We started hanging out together, then dated, and four and a half years later got married. It's just another way to meet people, and I've made some good friends through the internet since then.

Before you say anything else derogatory about your decorating skills - I just want you to know that the cakes I remember most as a kid are the ones my Mom decorated for me. Now that I decorate cakes for other people, my Mom is hesitant to make me cakes anymore, which makes me sad because I love her baking. What makes yours even more special is that all of you worked on it together... and it's absolutely adorable. I'm a sucker for cakes decorated by kids.

It was one of the few times where I enjoyed the movie much more than I did the book.

I have the Herc hooks, and I love them. They make smaller holes in my drywall than the regular drywall screws. I've also seen some of the more traditional forms of the ginger grater, but now I kinda want a grater plater... that's the power of Billy Mays. He was a very loud man with few asshole moments--it's sad to see him go.

I recently made a Spinal Tap cake for my husband's coworker. Because of that cake, my husband has been invited to see Spinal Tap this weekend with a different coworker. Having my husband running around excited about something makes me happy.

This was big when I was at college in the late 80's (probably because I went to a Mormon school where regular tea was frowned upon). It needs lots of lemon, and really isn't all that good.

I found an old Héloise book at a garage sale (where I also get my most interesting cook books), and I found a tip that I use at least once a week: When spraying a pan with Pam, open up the dishwasher and hold the pan over the inside of the door. All the excess spray will end up on the inside of the door instead of all over the floor or counters. And it washes off when you run the dishwasher.

I remember taking Computer Science in high school in 1984. We had a classroom full of TRS-80's, and the cool computers were two IBM machines that everyone fought over. We learned BASIC, some Fortran, and a little bit of binary. My big project was writing a program that would flash the words to the song "On Broadway" while playing the song, one note at a time. The one thing that seems to surprise my nephews and nieces when I mention it, is using a tape cassette to save my data when using the TRS-80. I think I still have one of those cassettes from class stashed away somewhere.